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Memories of Maggie

Maggie came into our lives in a most unexpected way, when on a dark, foggy night my wife Carrie almost ran over her on the way home. Maggie was so small and dark, she blended into the shadows. Luckily Mags and Carrie had quick reflexes and the little girl was only nicked. But another car was right behind Carrie and even though she was dazed, Maggie was able to spin and avoid the second car as well. Carrie quickly scooped up the little girl and took her to the vets. We searched and tried to find Maggie's home (as she was wearing a flea collar, but no tags), but no one came forth to claim her. And so she became another of our fur children. We thought at first Maggie was just a kitten because she was so small, but the vet said she was at least 5. We later discovered Maggie probably was about 12-14 at that point. Four things I'll always remember about Mags is her 1.) purr; 2.) lapage; 3.) chin rubs and 4.) her enjoyment of eating. We nicknamed Maggie a "Tribble", because her purring was so loud that folks could hear it over the phone when we talked. They thought the cat was right next to the phone while she was instead across the room. And Mags loved being a lap kitty. The first year we had her, you couldn't sit down for 2 minutes without a little kitty jumping up into your lap. And once she was in your lap, she would literally lay there for hours if you rubbed her chin. Lastly Maggie loved her food - especially some good fish or chicken. She chowed down on it like it was going out of style. And you could hear her chomping on it from the next room. For such a little cat (at her best, she only weighed 5 pounds), she had a mighty big presence. We ended up only having Mags with us for just 4 short years. Over the past six months, we noticed Maggie eating a lot, but losing weight. A check revealed several problems, including liver failure. In her condition and age (they judged her to be about 16-18 years old at this time), we gave her medicine and tried to make her comfortable. Our little girl fought a fierce battle, but things just got too bad to go on. She could barley walk, but even on her last day she was trying to explore. And though it hurt her to even lay down, she "tribbled" for us as we stroked her, and she enjoyed some chicken and tuna right up until her last moments. I shall miss her face on my pillow every moring at 6am asking "where's my breakfast". Her visiting me as I came out of the shower and she headed in so she could get some fresh shower water. And especially her discussions with me in the morning when I was fixing her breakfast. When she saw her food bowl, her eyes always lit up. It is amazing to me that in our big house, shared with 3 dogs and another cat, it seems so "empty" because the smallest one is no longer around. We miss you, Miss Mags. Your Mom and Dad love you. And your fellow fur kids Barclay, Bonnie, Rusty, and even Henry miss your presence. We know you are in a better place, in a world where you are whole and healthy again. Wait for us at the foot of the Rainbow Bridge. You will always be in our hearts until our souls can be together again. I look forward to the day I can rub your chin again and listen to you tribble. Rest easy, my little one. Love, Dad **December 2004 - This will be our first Christmas without you in 4 years, Little Cat. It is strange to see a full-sized tree (as we couldn't have one with you because you would always pee on the tree skirt). But we've placed your little statue right by the tree, so I hope you enjoy it. We sure miss you Mags. Love, Dad ***July 26, 2005 - It has now been one year since you left us, little one. I still feel your presence. I thought it was fitting today that the space shuttle was launched - a symbol of hope and the future. Life goes on. And so will you, forever in our hearts. Rest easy. Love, Dad. **** December 25, 2005 - It is now our second Christmas without you, my little one. Things go on, but it just doesn't seem quite "right" without you and Rusty here. You are in our thoughts this day, and always. Love, Dad. ****July 26, 2006 - It is now been 2 years since you have left us, little one. In some sense, it feels like decades. Yet in some ways, it feels like it was only yesterday. I know that you are at peace and are without pain, and that is good. But we still think of you, and we miss you. And we wish you were still here. Love, Dad. ***** Christmas Eve, 2006 - Another Christmas without you, Miss Mags. It still doesn't feel right. We put the big tree up this year, it now fits better in the new house. And when we pulled out the tree skirt, I immediately thought of you. I still miss your tribbling, little cat. Christmas really is the time for family, and you will always be part of the family, whether you are physically here or not. We love you Mags. Love, Dad. ****** Christmas Eve, 2007. Hi Miss Mags. I can't believe it is now our 4th Christmas without you. So much has changed this year, with the loss of Brody and Henry, and the adding to our family of Lacey and Ginny Weasley, and then the two kittens (Calvin & Hobbes). But at this time of year, I always think back to you. We couldn't put up a tree this year with the kittens (they are climbers) and not having a tree made me immediately think of you. And Calvin has become a big lover. Several times a day he comes around and wants picked up and held. He starts purring. But his purr can't come close to yours. I remember holding you little cat, and you would always let out the loudest purr in the world. I often think of that when I hold Calvin. And I think of you as Christmas comes upon us. I know that you will be with us in spirit tomorrow. And you will always be in spirit in my heart. Love, Dad. Please also visit Henry, Brody and Rusty.

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