July 28th 2009 7:38 am
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It's bright and sunny here today... just like it was a year ago.
Maggie had become ill a few days before. She stopped eating and was barely drinking and we had pretty much known that it was renal failure.
Although Maggie had stopped going to the vets when they diagnosed her with Lymphoma (which she ended up not having), we knew the last few years that she had some type of renal problems because of her water intake and outtake. We supplemented as much water as possible and changed her diet and it did help for quite a while.
Since we had vowed that Maggie would never go to the vet again until it was time for her to cross, when she became sick those last couple of days... we had hoped that she would cross in her sleep at home. The second day, we decided that if she made it though to the third day, we would take her in.
That morning, she was very weak and we knew it was time. I called the vet and explained and made an appointment a couple of hours later. Maggie's last hours at home were quite comfortable. She drank a bit from a dropper, and we layed up on the bed together in the sun. Maggie was a SUN worshipper! She loved to lay anywhere in the house where the sun was.
As we laid there, I petted her gently and she purred quietly and I could tell she was enjoying the warmth. I talked to her, shared some wonderful memories and told her that she was going to see her sister Bernie.
I wrapped her up in her favorite blanket and off we went to see Dr. Oster.
What a different experience this was compared to the crossings of Bernie and Bo Peep, who were both at an emergency hospital when it happened.
I must say that day, I became quite fond of Dr. Oster. She made Maggie's crossing a loving, peaceful and compassionate event. I did not sit down to wait to be called. I was ushered into an exam room immediately. No assistant came in.. just Dr. Oster. Now, we had not know her that long, having only met her about a week before with ^Willow^'s first exam.
Dr. Oster was compassionate, calm and VERY understanding. She gave Maggie a quick exam and came to the same conclusion... that she was in her last stage of Renal Failure and that it was time to let her cross. I can't begin to even explain what happened after that. Dr. Oster spent time petting Maggie, talking to her, talking about how much she was and is loved, telling her about the wonderful place the Rainbow Bridge was, and that she would be free of all her pains. It was so sad, yet so beautiful.
Maggie was given a tranquilizer and Dr. Oster left the room for a few minutes for Maggie and I to spend some time together. I quietly petted her as she drifted off... she knew I was petting her because her breathing increased every time I did.
Dr. Oster came back in and gave her the last shot and we both rubbed her as she crossed.
Were there tears? Of course. Maggie had been with me for 17 years and it was extremely hard to let her go. In the back of my mind, I guess I always thought that she would be here forever.
The day Maggie crossed was such a sad day.... yet such a beautiful one because I knew that she would once again see her buddy Bernie and would no longer have the body of a 17 year old.
We miss you every day, Maggers! Especially today.
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Days like this are never easy, bittersweet at best.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts of sweet Maggie with us.
Hug and Kissies for you and Maggie.
Kibbles, Francis, & Yoda
I know you must be very thankful for the memories of those beautiful parts of Maggie's Bridge Day.