Maggie's Little Helper
Two years ago today, we posted:
BOOM! Whistle, POP! fizzle....KaPow! It's a tough weekend for 'Maggie,' your 'Long and Short of it All' hostess, and many of our Dachshund friends. Does this herbal anxiety med help relieve the stress? Not really. But along with soothing music, closed windows, lavender spray, kisses, and a few extra treats, it's a start.
Maggie passed away nearly ten months ago, but we still think of her every single day. You never know what will spark a reminder of the little goddess in your mind - the jingling of a dog tag from around the corner and how she would alert us before she even saw said dog; spring gardening, and how the little goddess would gently burrow her soft furry nose into the business at hand to make sure that every single seedling was being planted properly and with the utmost care; stumbling across a beautiful old photo of the little goddess that you'd forgotten about; or, in Maggie's case, feeling an innate parental need to comfort her whenever thunderstorms strike or whenever fireworks go off. After all, she was your little girl, your little goddess, and if she wasn't happy you found a way to help her.
Well, the fireworks have started, and every time there's a sonic boom, we look down at our feet to see if Maggie is OK - where did she go? Is she so riled that she's hiding behind the toilet or in the bathtub or in the closet or under the bed? Nope, she's not here. But how we wish she were just so we could comfort her one more time, hold her silky soft body gently in our arms, and tell her that everything is going to be fine, everything is going to be OK, and nothing will ever hurt you baby girl. We promise.