 Maggie's life I found Maggie at a truck stop in Mississippi when she was about 6 weeks old. I already had two dogs, but when she grabbed my pants leg, she also grabbed my heart. When I moved to Las Vegas, Maggie was right there in the passenger's seat...where she was throughout most of our lives together. She was the ring bearer at my wedding, and by my side through the divorce. She was very independent, but was always there to make me laugh. For many years Maggie fought liver and kidney failure, along with other aliments. She lost her battle on September 11, 2008, but will forever live on in my heart. I was lucky enough to have almost 11 years with her! I had always wanted a picture of her by the famous Las Vegas sign, and was thankful enough to have one taken shortly before she died. |
