Maggie Mae. The best girl ever. We said good-bye to her Monday. Nicknamed "Moonpie" because of the little carmel top on her head, split right down the middle with a streak of white, just like a moonpie. We didn't know her exact age--she was a rescue. There's never enough time. We just know every single day with us she brought more joy than seemed possible.
I painted this portrait of her. I wanted to capture her eyes. We shared a special bond.
She loved the snow.
And sleep. She loved to sleep.
We have a long process of healing ahead of us. Tears. Lots of tears right now. One minute I'm fine. The next, not so much. I'll be back when I can.