Sunday, January 23, 2011
Maggie of Maggie's Farm
Maggie and her Sheep
She gets confused sometimes. Once, she wandered across the road and forgot where she was. She had such a look of relief when I came to fetch her, gave a sort of "Oh, I'm with you!" jump and ran home.
Old age, as they say,is not for sissies. But we can all learn a bit from the stoic way our Maggie faces her new challenges.
Maggie and Luka
Posted by Perri at 9:48 AM
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That brought tears to my eyes as I was looking down on my own border collie, Sara.
Me too - as my sister's ancient husky died today in her sleep. Not that that is going to happen to maggie any time soon - but - it happens. I myself have a decrepit black male cat - who has an old hip injury and is finding it harder and harder to get around. Today I found him stuck to a blanket, mostly on the floor, but somewhat suspended from the bed. He had been there for some time.(His claws don't get worn out - because he doesn't do much with them). I imagine he was thinking that the blanket he loves so much was going to be the very thing that ended him. If I hadn't finally gone to see what the thump and racket was - at least 45 minutes after hearing it - he would have been there for a long time. Old pets are still loved pets and they don't seem to be phased by their decline.
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