Maggie: April 2005-August 23 2014 May she rest in peace.

Yesterday was one of the hardest days, I had to say goodbye to one of my best friends, much too soon.
We adopted Max and Maggie five years ago from Christine who was dying of cancer. They were siblings and so glad to have each other as they made the transition into our home. Maggie was a very special cat, her beautiful blue eyes would stare right into the depths of my soul. Her fur was so soft, petting her was both luxurious and calming. She was demanding and vocal about it. She loved nothing better than to tell you all about what you needed to do for her and just exactly how to do it. She loved to be around us as we went about our daily rituals. She would not let us out of her sight when we returned from being away on travels. She was a snuggler and loved nothing better than to sleep on my face. She was an old soul with wisdom and comfort to share.

Two months ago we came to suspected she might have lymphoma, a malignant fast growing cancer but we held out hope that it could be something curable. She was so young and seemingly healthy. If you have pets that you love you know what we have been going though. My heart aches and the tears make it tough to type this tribute.

Maggie is survived by her brother Max, Bob, Genna, myself and all those who knew and loved her. She is preceded by her first mom, Christine.
I will let these photos of her tell the rest of the story.
May she rest in peace with Christine.

Maggie and Max were often found snuggled together.

She loved to rest her chin on any surface.

 

A pillow was perfect.

Niece Sara made an acceptable napping spot.

 

 

 

Or Bob.

The sink was an acceptable receptacle while I was taking a bath.

More sleep time with Max.

She loved to chase the newspaper faeries around the bed on Sunday mornings, if she caught them she delighted in ripping off their wings.

Couch play with Genna.

Bags were good.

Advent calender with kitty treats in them, great fun.

Her favorite toy was the small yellow spring you can see if you look to the right under her chin.

 

 

 

Computers were a distraction from petting her.

She loved to have her own chair at the table in the mornings.

She was intense about life.

And serious about sleeping.

She brought me such joy and will be sorely missed.