Maude

Maude really was the perfect dog there ever was. My ex-partner had always taken credit for her perfectness since she was unemployed during the formative years. Whatever the reason, she was really perfect in every way. She didn't shed. She walked with a little prance. She slept on top of the pillows to get a better view from above. She slept in the bed, but when she got too hot, she went under. She cuddled hard whenever she wanted cuddles. She loved her brother Harpo. She listened to everything you said. She had a perfect black shiny nose and big black eyes. She loved things that moved; her obsession with bees, bugs, and especially the oysters beds that spit little bits of water during low-tide. She would just stare and stare at them waiting for the moving sand and water.  She could spend the entire day playing on the flats, especially at low tide.

She loved to lay on Harpo's ball so Harpo would stare at her. She loved to lick your face.  She loved to look out the window.  She was a happy dog.

She lived for eleven years and four months. She got diagnosed in July with Kidney disease. She had lost a bunch of weight. The only remedy was a change in diet. No dogs likes the KD formula or the Royal Canine so she kept losing weight. From sub-q fluids, to IV drip, to chicken rotisserie to tuna steaks, lots of acupuncture - nothing really helped her bum kidneys. One day she would like something, the next day she wouldn't.  We tried every kind of treats out there. Her favorite til the end were greenies.

It is hard to imagine her not laying next to Harpo on the bed next to my desk. She came to work everyday. It is hard to imagine my days without her. Neither can Harpo. He looks around for her and perhaps has gotten a little more obsessed with the yellow ball if that is even possible. He is getting lot of treats, lots of walks, lots of extra love.

 Thanks to Hope Finn for believing that we could make her a great home. 

Thanks Maude for enriching my life! For making me laugh and for stealing my heart!