Saying good-bye to a pet

I'm going to take an idea my sister had a make a post that remembers our beloved yellow lab Maggie.  It was two years ago today that we put her down.  She changed our lives in many ways.

First of all my mom was never really a dog person, she wouldn't let any into our homes, not go up to them or anything like that.  Then when I was younger I was soooooooo scared of dogs.  I knew where all the dogs lived in the neighborhood and would walk on the opposite side of the street to stay away from them.  Then in 1995 my parents decided to get a lab.  Not sure how exactly it came about but we got one and Mom thought it was the biggest mistake for the first few months.  I would not go near this little 8 wk old puppy!  Overtime I over came that fear and I have Mags to thank for that. 

She was going to be treated like a true pet, sleep in her kennel, only eat dog food, not be on our furniture, etc.  Well that did not last long.  Soon it was that she was only allowed in the one chair, then ok...will sleep with Mom and Dad's floor (but not in their bed), well again didn't last long.  Soon she was running the house.  She was up on all the furniture and sleeping right in between my parents in their bed.  Also before we knew it she was getting her ice cream at night before bed.  She was one spoiled pup who lived a GREAT life!

I will never forget the phone call the morning we put her down.  I was getting ready for work and my dad called me, which I found weird since he never called me at that hour.  He was the one who broke the news to me, we both cried together on the phone.  I wish I was there those last hours, but I was fortunate and said my good-bye a couple of weeks before when we were home.  She is in a better place and running free again and eating her ice cream still every night. 

Here are a couple of pics I'm going to share with you.