Maggie

Full disclosure: This is not a happy posting, read at your own risk. I am having an extremely difficult time today, I have been cranky and melancholoy, even with the sunshine that is finally here, and I finally realized why. I am sad because tomorrow, I am saying goodbye to Maggie, my stubborn, wonderful, cuddly little Scottie dog. Yes, you may remember, that she has not been living with us since shortly after Christmas, as we have tried to prepare her (and us) to be separated. However, we have visited her many times....and I always knew she was there, close by, and that I COULD visit her. The last time we went, the girls were on top of her for the first 20 minutes of our visit, and my parents said that was the most spunk and energy they have seen in her since the last time we were there. The hardest thing for me to think of, is that she may be wondering why she is not with us. Is she wondering if she did something wrong? I know she is happy with my parents, I don't doubt for a second she is well cared for (even spoiled). But she is not with us and I wonder if she misses us. I KNOW she misses the food the girls drop on the floor constantly. I never knew how much food ended up on the floor until Maggie was not around to clean it up. Today, the thought has been with me all day that tomorrow is it, we are seeing her for the last time before we leave. To some people, it may seem silly to be upset about a dog, but to us, she is a family member. A very valued, very loved family member. I remember holding her in the palm of my hand 12 years ago when I adopted her. She was three pounds of fuzzy black fur. She got me through some rough times, she was protective of the girls, and would lay with me on the couch every evening. She also cuddled with daddy at night when we slept. Today we bought her some pupperoni's (her favorite treat) and some new chew bones. Yes, tomorrow will be a very hard day for me, finally saying goodbye and knowing I won't be able to see her for a long time. I am hoping I hold it together for the girls sake, because I know they are sad too. Bean has been going to bed with a stuffed Scottie that she calls Maggie and Gerbie still tries to feed her french fries under the table, and then remembers that she is not there and says "Maggie go?". Maybe we will meet some of her family members while in Scotland??