We didn't meet Maggie until she was about 12 years old, but she was, and likely will be, the most beautiful dog I've ever seen. She wasn't "grey," she looked like someone had powdered her with silver dust.
These are some of my favorite photos, from one of Maggie's sleepover visits to our house. She and Gizmo (Gizmo is Maggie's son from her first litter) would crawl up on one of the big dog beds and lay together.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
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I didn't know she had died! I am so sad we never got to meet her. The pictures look very much like Basil.
Words have left me. Thoughts going out to them.
Mel
Run at the Summerlands Maggie -
Peace, Linda Bickford
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