As I was getting ready to catch up on everyone's blogs I heard a very loud thump from the playroom. Knowing it didn't sound right I ran out there to find Maggie ( pictured above) shook up. When I got out there she was standing up, but before I knew it her back legs started sinking to the floor. Her breathing was hard. After checking her gums to find them white and her tongue starting to turn blue I knew what had happened. Her heart was failing. A call to my oldest daughter who works at the vets office, told her what happened, she said she was on her way.
I sat with Maggie on the floor holding her and talking with her. My oldest arrived very shortly and we put Maggie in her truck. She rushed Maggie to her work where the vet confirmed what we already knew.
Maggie was gone within an hour. Her heart had failed.
I can honestly say I will not have anymore Boxers in my life. Maggie was the last of our Boxers. She was ten.
Now she can run and play with her Dad, Mom, brother and sister. See you on the other side Maggie.
Until next time..........................