Now she's gone, and although I've been through it before...I fluctuate between crying uncontrollably and then going to check on her in another room. Pain, disbelief, denial......
She almost made it to her 16th birthday. She was my little "Timex" dog. Just kept on going...until today. ''
I miss her. I want her back. I want her to have peace. I want the hurt to ease.
Peace to all who are going through this.
Rest in peace, my sweet Maggie May...I've loved you for a long time and that will never end!