We knew right away we would need another dog. She would never be replaced, that would be impossible. But the thought of Maggie with no buddy was unbearable, so we began our search. At first it was frustrating-- dead ends and scam artists. I would get back in the car on the ride home and cry because there was only one dog I wanted and she was gone.
Then we visited a house on a little farm, with golden sunshine streaming through the trees. The big dogs waved their tales in unison. The owner stated this one was small, and she was right. But she was also attentive and sensitive. And well, she made things a bit better.
We named her Ellie.
She is little but mighty. Her puppy smell is strong and her ears are soft. She has a nearly silent breathy sound when she's excited and about to pounce. Her obsession with food rivals the other two. I mean, lord she is crazy about it. She follows me everywhere and I have stepped on her a lot.
Life is so different at the end of the Summer than the beginning. It takes my breath away sometimes. We still grieve, we always will. But at least we can fill the other moments with puppy snuggles and see the world with new eyes. 




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