Maggie is my 11 year old
shitz-u dog. They say a cat has nine lives, but after watching
Maggie for 11 years I know the phrase is not limited to cats.
Running away from home and spending a night in the woods, almost being
eaten by a dog eight times her size, drinking ice cold marine
anti-freeze on a hot day, and jumping off a pontoon like a lifeguard on
Baywatch are just of few of her near death experiences. Aside from
her death defying side, Maggie is a pretty quiet dog. Her day
consists mainly of sleeping, eating, chasing squirrels, and occasionally
snacking on delicious rabbit turds. Maggie is a real trickster as
she can sit, roll over, give high fives, and occasionally play dead
(only after we give her a prescribed pill when she has panic attacks).
Overall Maggie is a fun loving dog and enjoys being around people.