I was a small child when Maggie came to me. She wasn’t the puppy I wanted, but she was the one we went home with.
Initially, I was mad and didn’t want anything to do with her but she insisted on sitting with me in the car and soon fell asleep in my lap.

I think that was when I first fell in love with her.

Looking back on it now, it’s like she knew I was her person from day 1.

Maggie always wanted to be included in whatever was going on. If I was playing video games, she would be curled up right next to me. Or in my lap. If I was watching TV, she would be cuddled up with her head resting on my chest. If I was doing officework or homework, she would sit on the chair with me until I was done. She LOVED playing games as well—fetch with a tennis ball was her favourite. She knew the “drop it” command but she wasn’t so good at bringing the ball back to me, so I would have to give a short chase to get it back! Another game she liked to play with my friends and I was hide-and-seek. I would throw a blanket over her, and while she was getting out we would hide… and she would find us using her nose!

Maggie loved to make people laugh. She would chase her tail when there were lots of people around and if they laughed she would do it more—at the time I didn’t realize it but she never did it out of the blue. It was always when a lot of people were around to see her be silly. When I was sad, she would lick my tears and press her head into my chest. She was the cuddliest and most compassionate dog I have ever known. She was my best friend. I love her so much.

Although it’s been a while since, I still miss her every day and sometimes, when I think of her, I still cry. She was, and always will be, my best friend. She is my heart dog. No one will ever replace her and I will never stop loving her.

There is so much more I want to write, but nothing I say could ever convey just how much she meant to me.