My sweetest girl is gone. I've known this was coming - but in true Maggie form - she let me know it was time.
If you'll bear with me, I'd like to share a few Maggie stories that I'll hold close forever.
- For being a Florida girl, she sure hated wearing a coat. She just loved those first few cooler days of fall with the snap of crisp air. And she loved prancing around in the snow. naked.
- She had an exceptionally high prey drive. Nothing under 27# (that was a big groundhog) was safe in our yard. Including birds. In her youth, she could take birds right out of the air as they would swoop down into our yard. As squirrels would run down the solid privacy fence and shake their tails at her, she'd make a big loop in the yard, pick up some speed and do a leaping body smash into the fence - because 50% of the time, the squirrel would fall on our side of the fence - and then they were hers. And she was so very proud of every kill. She'd deposit the carcass right by the door for me. Gruesome yes - but part of life with a high prey drive dog.
- She was a meet and greet wonder. As people would be telling me how fearful they are of big dogs, Maggie would end up by the end of our conversation under their hand - they had been petting her for a few minutes and didn't even realize it! So much for the fear!
- She loved to run. And she loved to be first. At greyhound playgroups, she was such an instigator for racing around the perimeter of the fencing. Even after all the hounds were thoroughly tired out, she'd still be trying to get them to go. And after playgroup was over and the humans were chatting as we gathered up our stuff, she'd lay down in exhaustion and not be willing to get up. Many times, I had to carry her to the car. She did so love to run.
Dick (dmdsmoxie) was kind enough to look at the racing comments on greyhound-data and give me some insight as to what kind of a racer she was. He wrote this:
"Maggie ran 65 races all at JCKC. She didn't have much early speed and didn't really rush the turn. To run 65 races you have to be something and what she was, was a closer. She needed extra distance and it didn't take long for her to be moved to the longer 3/8th races. She could come from 7th or 8th to win at times, but getting 5th or 6th heading up the front stretch the first time gave her a better chance to be in the top two.
In A and B she really needed to be 4th or better up the front stretch the first time to have a chance to win and as she got older she learned to break a little better and was able to do that and more at times.
She was a dog that was always trying."
Thank you Pam Davis for getting my girl out of that hellhole, JCKC. The stars must have aligned perfectly. The work that you all did there was truly amazing and God-ful.
This photo was taken by my very talented friend, Tricia Goode. It is my very favorite and was taken at GIG a few years ago.
My sweet girl was all heart. And she took a huge hunk of mine with her. Love ya forever my sassy girl.