In Memory: Maggie Mae

This was my beautiful Maggie Mae. She was almost 3 years old when she passed away. I was fortunate to hold her when she was only 7 days old along with her brothers and sisters. I had never been around Boxers before her Daddy, Sgt. Rufus, it was him that made me fall in love with this breed. After holding Maggie and watching her grow over the next several weeks, I couldn't help but make her mine. Maggie Mae was loved by all that met her, she was so gentle, loving and loved to play. Maggie loved it when there was company, including her Dad, Rufus, the Siberian Husky, Bobby McGee who lived behind us. I loved watching Maggie & Bobby play, they would share their toys and myself and Bobby's owner would give them both treats, or when she would hit the peach tree with her rear to make the peaches fall from the tree. Maggie didn't have a mean bone in her, even though she was a very large girl of almost 80 lbs, (her Daddy was also beautiful & very large). When Maggie Mae passed, it was such a devastating loss to me that my family had her cremated so she could come home where she belonged and her & I could be together as it should be. Maggie was my heart, my love and she will always be in my memory. Some day we will see each other again, I just have to remind myself that she is somewhere very special and when I need her, she's there, as she always was. 

After Maggie passed, my family thought it might help the healing process if I had another baby boxer to keep me busy, her name is Mandee Rae. She was 4 mos old when she came home. Mandee has the most beautiful eyes, with the longest eye lashes I've ever seen on a dog. (She knows when to use these eyes to her advantage). Needless to say, Mandee is very spoiled in our home. She is fawn/white with a black mask and very lady like. Mandee's favorite toy is her saxophone, this is her baby, it goes where ever she goes. (We have a supply 
of them put back in case on injury). The strangest thing about Mandee is that I think she knows that she has a job to do. There was a night when I woke from a nightmare about Maggie Mae and Mandee was standing right over me to make sure I was okay and would not leave my side. Although we don't know everything about losing someone and what happens when they pass, I do know that Maggie is still around when she feels she needs to be only because a day when I gave Mandee a hug, I know I smelled Maggie at that instant. 

I will always love my Maggie Mae and enjoy my time with Mandee even more so.

We love you always, your Mommy and family...

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