I think we all feel your sadness and loss over Maggie. I still catch a shadow out of the corner of my eye and look expecting to see Tigger. They become members of our families, friends who wait for us at the door, a ready nudge of the damp nose on a hand- hoping for a walk, or a very friendly lick on the cheek just to express their unconditional love. They love us no matter what mood we are in, how busy our day has been, or if we are late getting home.
Pets are so theraputic.
Cheryl
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