Today, we sent Maggie back to the family we adopted her from. Amidst the illness and drama of the Strepidemic, we realized we could no longer give her what she needs. We'd been talking about it for a while, because she has such a high energy level and we are so busy with various levels of KayTar-care that those needs aren't met properly. Penny, our other dog, is very low key and she is just as content to follow us around the house and lounge on the sofa as go to the park and run. Having everyone ill and having to be in the hospital just reinforced that we aren't giving Maggie what she needs...and so Josh made the very difficult decision because I said I couldn't be part of it. And he just left to take her, because I couldn't go. I couldn't even look at her today, because I knew. And last night I laid awake in bed trying not to think about it. Maggie is just such a sweetheart, and she's beautiful, and I love that crazy dog...even when she's driving me crazy. But I understand that we had to do this. It just sucks. When we got her? She was my replacement baby...because we knew it would be a long time before we have any more children, if we ever do. And we can't even take care of her. I suppose that just reaffirms the whole not having any more children decision.
I'm sad. I'll miss my MaggZilla.
Bye sweet girl.