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Monday, 25 February 2013
My Dearest Maggie 01/07/2013
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Maggie was my everything.  She was best friend, my comfort, and a big part of my life.  A wonderful birthday gift from my husband, she arrived in our arms in January of 2009.  When we went to meet her, she was so excited to see us, she had an accident.  My husband and I took that as a sign that she was the one for us and that we were going to adopt her.  We were unsure how old she was at the time and knew before us she had a rough life.  Found on the streets, a litter of pups left behind, skinny, and starving with scars to mark her strong heart, we knew we wanted to give her a good life.

She's not any ordinary dog you see.  She was unique with such a great personality, never a dull moment with her.  Her heart of gold was so wonderful, that she could melt anyone's heart.  This girl loved to go.  Car rides, to a good walk in the woods, chewing on her toys, to playing with her little brother, Luke the Rottie.  Watching her bounce up and down through the tall grass, running with the biggest smile on her face was the most amazing thing to see.  She was one happy dog and a big part of our family.

Maggie may only been with us for 4 years but I felt like we had her since the day she was born.  She traveled everywhere with us.  Moved all over the world with us and was always by my side.  She was always excited to go but also couldn't wait for you to sit down and relax. She loved her naps. Curled up in her blanket was the highlight of her day.  The minute you would hear her snore, you knew it was a great day!

It's hard for me to know that she is gone.  What's even harder is to put it into words how truly amazing she really was.  She was special, she wasn't just my friend,  she was our Rottweiler's best friend. She was our little blanket of warmth that loved her family.  It brings me tears and sadness that I know she won't be the heartbeat at my feet.  I know now that she is no longer in pain and once again happy.  I will truly miss her wet nose kisses and her snuggles in bed. I miss her kooky personality that showed when she try to scratch her back and would do her little rub down dance on the carpet.

She put so many wonderful memories with our family that she will defiantly never be forgotten.

A poem to my beloved Maggie:

Rainbow Bridge
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals that had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...


Rest in Peace my love and will see you at Rainbow Bridge.

Yours Truly,
The Anderson Family

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Posted on 02/25/2013 10:01 AM by Lisa Tokach
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