Maggie truly kickstarted our family. She was the icebreaker for my husband to introduce himself when he saw us, the same day I adopted her at the age of 7. We had the pleasure of 7 more years with her, before she gained her wings.
The best way to describe our girl – she truly marched to the beat of her own drum. She was unapologetically Maggie. Though if you were one of the lucky few that she let into her circle, you got to see her big, beautiful, bold personality. Her way of showing affection was through closeness, always preferring to be curled up at your side.
On her last days with us, Maggie enjoyed a plethora of food-firsts: pancakes, timbits, a burger & fries, and a pup cup. These last days were some of her best in recent months. She swam in the river, walked along the beach, and most memorably, playfully ran after her dad.
In the words of Christ Stapleton – “Run Maggie run, with the heart of a rebel child, oh run Maggie run, be just as free as you are wild”. You’ll forever be in our hearts, our sweet, wild girl.