Space/tap/click/right arrow for next Left arrow for previous Today, at 10:25am EST, we said goodbye to our precious puppy Maggie. She died in my arms, she fell asleep peacefully, her sweet little head against my chest, everyone loving on her even after it was over. She was somewhere between 13-15 at time of death. We got her from the humane society in 2014 as a Mother’s Day gift for my mother. I barely remember that day. I wasn’t even quite 6 yet. But I remember the feeling of a new puppy in the house. She was extraordinary. So smart, we felt she could understand every word of English you uttered. She cared for your feelings. She was there. She saw me at my worst moments, and loved me regardless. I feel I never truly repaid this love, especially in her final couple years. I could go on and on and ON for hours about so many happy memories and moments I had with Maggie over the past 11 years. Oh my precious baby I miss you so much Gosh ngl I feel bad for the amount of times I’ve just sobbed into my girlfriend today. Everything feels. Wrong. Life doesn’t feel real. Especially without being able to walk out and see Maggie on the couch, waiting so patiently for my mom to come home from work. She got diagnosed with cancer a few weeks ago, and the cells had already metastasized/were in her heart. There was nothing we could do but make her comfortable until it was time. And by god we did. So many different foods and treats, whatever she would eat. So many extra lovings. Getting spoiled like the lil princess she always was. I will never forget you, no one in my life will be like you ever again. “Now goodnight, I love you And every Everybody does.” - Euthanasia by Will Wood
