The dog in this ad by Iams looks like a more terrier-ish Maggie, don’t you think?
Compare:
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- Angel (Iams dog)
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- Maggie
The part that they forget to tell you in the video is that before the dog starts acting like a normal dog, it destroys your kitchen floor and needs to be on anti-anxiety drugs. Maggie never fetches a ball, but she will bring you her rope toy (“rope-rope”) to play tug-of-war with. She’ll pay with Bender’s ball, throwing it around and chasing it, and keeping it from him when he really wants it. The first things she ever played with for us was a tea towel, which was cute, but little did we know it was an indication of her love for shredding fabric and paper. And the kitchen floor. And a foam mattress. And…well, lots of other stuff.
But still, it’s true: when your adopted pet finally realizes that your home is her home, and she feels like a part of the family, it’s a pretty awesome feeling. Especially when you know she’s been through hell, like Maggie surviving Hurricane Katrina, a crowded animal shelter (where she would have been euthanized if she hadn’t have been shipped up to our pet clinic) a day-long plane ride while very pregnant, and a caesarian section.
It’s been three years since Maggie came into our lives, and really, I don’t know if we’d have this house or Bender without the changes we had to make to keep her (namely, buying a house!).
