It’s The Little Things

Maggie Loves Pumpkins
I’ve been sick since last Wednesday. A no fun, suck all the energy out of you sickness that as left me holed up at home. This past weekend was one of our most “free” weekends we’ve had for months. I decided to fill up any chance of doing anything for myself by being sick.

(side note: One of my least favorite things to do is call in sick to work. I always resort to feeling like a 10-year-old convincing my mom to let me stay home from school. Anyone else terrified to make that call? When you’re actually sick?)

It’s so easy to get down and out when you’re stuck at home sick. Everything seems hard and it seems like it will be forever until you’re feeling like yourself again. Fevers take over and you feel trapped. Finding a reason to smile just seems to hard to manage, rather fill up your time with another nap or trashy daytime tv.

When you’re feeling down even the simplest things can make you feel happier. This weekend it was the joy of my dog.

Maggie LOVES pumpkins. Like loves them almost as much as taking a walk, getting treats, or running loose outside. She’s our little veggie lover dog: she also loves the smell of green beans, cucumbers, all other squash, and loves to eat edamame.

maggie sniffs out pumpkins
 Every fall we go through mini pumpkins like water for her. She loves to push them around in the house and carry them around. We cannot have too many mini pumpkins on display in our house. As soon as she spots them she makes them hers. Its starts with a slow creepy stare from across the room and soon she has her nose right up in the them and is barking at them. 

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Seeing her joy over a mini pumpkin made my weekend.  I trudged back into work today but was able to greeted by an over zealous Maggie and her pumpkin after work. 

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Remember that last time something that little made you that happy? Why do we adults lose sight of the little joys in our lives? So often they make all the difference. 

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Are you a book lover like me? Stay tuned tomorrow when I start a new series: Recently Read reviewing the last few books I’ve read. Let’s talk books!
 

 

 

Happy Birthday, Maggie May!


Happy Birthday Maggie May!Today, is my dog Maggie May’s 7th birthday! I received an e-birthday card from her vet, reminding me to schedule her first “senior wellness visit”. Wahh?? She’s a senior? No, my little poodle love is going to live forever…

I rescued Maggie, an adorable Poodle Shih Tzu mix, from a shelter in Annapolis Maryland six years ago. I checked the shelter’s website almost daily for weeks, waiting for a poodle mix as I have bad allergies. One day as I was carefully walking through the halls of the shelter, trying not to cry at all the sweet faces of the many dogs who needed homes, I came across Maggie. Unlike the other dogs who were all begging for my attention, here was this tiny, matted, trembling dog, sitting patiently in the corner and staring up at me with these huge dark eyes full of emotion.

It was love at first sight.

When I asked to see her, she ran right up to me and nuzzled her head against mine as tears rolled down my cheeks. There was no way I could not take her home. Upon arriving at home I decided to name her Maggie May (yes I’m a huge Rod Stewart fan) and she quickly felt at home with me and I with her.

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The day I first brought Maggie home

Since then she has filled my world. We have moved from Annapolis to Chicago to central PA together. You all non dog people can judge, but, yes she is my baby and my most loyal companion. She always knows when I’m feelings down or sick and is quick to lend puppy kisses as she flops belly side up on my lap, her big eyes saying, “it’s okay mommy, I love you!”

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just love me

I’ll never know for sure what troubles she faced before I adopted her. (All the shelter could tell me was that she was abused). Whatever happened, it still haunts her. She is afraid of everything. And yes, I mean everything – plastic bags, water bottles, clothes being shaken before being folded, beards, large boxes, tv remotes,hats, bangles, any “new” object brought into the home and I could go on forever. She doesn’t trust much, but she does trust me. Over time she has also put her trust in others like family and close friends. Others she barks at in fear and is quick to run behind my legs to hide. But once she opens up to you she is a sweetheart. Oddly, Maggie loved Ryan upon first meeting him. They were best buds from the start. From that day, I knew Ryan was a keeper!

one of Ryan and Maggie's first meetings

one of Ryan and Maggie’s first meetings

I always looks forward to coming home because I know I’ll be greeted by her jumps and squeals as she nearly scratches me to death with excitement. My favorite times are our long walks and runs, exploring together as well as our lazy weekend morning puppy cuddles in bed. She is most content sitting in my lap, playing, or taking long walks. She also loves her bff Bonnie (my parents dog). Otherwise she’ll sit in a corner and mope. Don’t even try putting clothes on her.

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seriously Mom?

Some may say she’s spoiled but I say she deserves all of it. When she’s scared or anxious she’ll tremble and look at me with the saddest eyes, “Maggie eyes” we call them, and I know she just needs to be held and loved. I honestly feel she takes care of me on the same level that I take care of her. As someone who has also struggled with trusting people, I feel so special that she puts her trust in me. She was a source of constant support during some lonely times. When I feel her weight on me while she lies contentedly in my lap, my world feels complete. She keeps me company during the days and nights that Ryan is not at home and cuddling with her makes it easier to go to bed at night.

Her way of loving is a role mode for all us humans. I know that she will love me unconditionally until the last beat of her heart. I’m so lucky to have found her. The least I can do is to take the best care of her that I can and try to give her as much love as she gives me.

I can’t imagine a world with out her, so she must live forever.

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