Maggie
Mae
Years ago I had
a dog who lived til she was 13. I was so upset when she died I swore
I would never
get another dog again.
8 years later
I found Maggie.I had always wanted a cocker, but never had one.
Maggie just tugged
at my heartstrings when I met her and finally,
my family got
sick of listening to me go on about her.
One day I was
presented with a box with a little black cocker inside.
Out hopped Maggie
and into my house and heart she went.:-)
Maggie was my
constant friend and companion.
We went through
a lot together, both good and bad.
I always had
to smile whenever I looked at her and and her happy-go-lucky
attitude. She
was so pretty and she always knew when I needed a kiss, or a good buddy.
She was the original
Hoodlum Child,
as she was was
always up to something when she was younger.:-)
She inspired
me to do a lot of things when it came to cockers.
I took over a
cocker list almost 10 years ago that was going to be closed down
as the owner
was moving away.
We had made many
cocker friends on there, and it was enjoyable
talking to other
people who were as crazy about their cockers as I was about Maggie.
Maggie inspired
me to start a Cocker rescue in my area,
along with a
friend and together we saved and homed over 300
cockers
in 2 years time. We also started a rescue list on the net for the rest
of cocker people to get together.
Maggie met many
cockers and happily
adapted to the
new kids who were permanent residents here.
She always was
the head honcho here
and ran things
with a quiet demeanor.
She always knew
she was my KID above
all the rest
and just enjoyed life and anyone who came into it.
Maggie encouraged
me to get involved in showing dogs and
indepth pedigree
and genetic research.
I started a list
for all cocker fanciers in hopes others would learn to get along and work
together for the breed.
Maggie was always
there, no matter what.
One day in August
2001,
Maggie didn't
seem to be feeling her normal perky self.
I was concerned
and took her to the vet,
unfortunately
after spending a week running tests and treatments, we had to let her go
on to the
Rainbow bridge.
She died of Autoimmune
Hemolytic Anemia.
Unfortunately
this disease can be quite deadly,
as you don't
know what is going on until is is generally too late.
Some dogs don't
get it too bad and can be saved in time, but others, like Maggie, weren't
as fortunate.
She'll always
own a big part of my heart and my life hasn't been the same since she came
into it nor since she left.
But she definately
changed a lot of things in many people's lives because of her influence,
and I thank her
from the bottom of my heart.:-)
Rest easy little
one.:-)
A Bridge Called Love
It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
Author Unknown
