||Eighteen years old|
||Ellington, Connecticut, USA|
Maggie adopted us in early December 2003, shortly after we lost our first cat, Oliver.
The best guess is that she was six or seven years old at the time, and that was over
eleven years ago, so you could say that we have given her the forever home she
needed. Although she has slowed down in recent years, she is still the love of our life.
She may have grown confused over the various nicknames she's acquired in the time
she has been with us. The Mag-ster, Boo-boo, Mag-Mag, Pooh-pooh Girl, Pooch,
Puccinella, and Poochie-Pooch are some of the many names she might answer to. She is also
a little poser, and loves to lay with her paws crossed to make sure that she looks extra
She came to us already declawed, but her teeth are in fine shape for her age. We often
find this out the hard way at supper time when she comes begging for a little piece of
pork, beef, chicken, or (her favorite) scallops, and in the process of giving her a little
treat, we can almost lose fingertips if we aren't careful, or at least quick. Not to worry
though, because we love to take care of Our Little Girl!