Lately I think about how I promised her a home with a yard and even though I know I’ve given her an amazing life, I feel like I failed her. I actually almost bought a home in Seattle in 2020, placed the highest bid and then got outbid by a major corporation offering an all cash offer at the last minute. It’s so frustrating knowing I was so close to giving Maggie a yard where she could always relax in her golden years. *maggie is ok just trying to manage her pain right now. #dogmom #dogmomlife #seniordog
Never would have guessed when I adopted her 7 years ago that she’d be flying mama on a PJ from Milan to NY. 🤭 I want to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who loves and follows my girl and supports our content. This would not have been possible without all of you. Maggie’s earnings from the creator funds on TikTok, Facebook, insta, and YouTube paid for our flight completely. And that is a direct reflection of all the support and love yall show us everyday on here. Thank you for helping me get my baby girl home safely! ❤️❤️
Animals are sentient and conscious. Some species sit and watch natural phenomena and have been observed watching sunsets. It’s wild to me that humans still largely pretend like these creatures lack consciousness.
Because how am I actually supposed to sleep without these sounds that have soothed my nightmares and my sleepless nights for the last almost 7 years???? What do you mean i’m going to have to wake up in the middle of the night and reach for her only to remember she’s not there. I’m not coping well tbh. #anticipatorygrief
I don’t understand how it can change so fast. I know dogs are wired to hide their pain and I know my girl is extra good at hiding her pain. But how can she decline so much overnight? I wish more people knew how much pain your dog can hide and how fast bone cancer can steal them from you. I wish I could go back a few months and tell myself it’s the end so I could be even more patient, even more gentle, and just breathe her in a little more deeply. I’ve been rewatching all our recent months looking for signs that I missed. Being a creator is a double edged sword—I get to have more videos of my girl than most, but I also have even more ways to prove to myself that I missed something. I find myself scrutinizing every video, looking for even the slightest limp, wondering exactly when it started. Needing to know how long she was suffering and I was just ignoring it.
Feeling so exceptionally grateful for this life that you all have helped me give Maggie. When I adopted her I was newly employed, fresh out of grad school, living with 5 roommates in Half Moon Bay, CA. Over the next 6 years I worked for several companies and did 3-4 side hustles simultaneously to pay down my loans and thought it would take me a lifetime to ever even afford to live alone in my own apartment. But in just 2 years, thanks to all of you, I was able to give up my full time job, switch to taking only freelance contracts that I chose and then eventually move to only doing content. Now I literally get to dedicate my days to hanging out with my baby girl and giving her the best possible life. Thank you for loving my girl so much! 😭❤️
She made sure to line her booty up for optimized targeting of my nose 😭☠️ if this is a protest against me for not letting her bake herself to death in the heat outside, she’s definitely making her point.
In December 2024 and January 2025 this community fundraiser almost $25k in an effort to rescue Piggy (the pictured dog) from what turned out to be a s3xually abusive owner. I worked with local law enforcement and a lawyer to find a way to get him but I failed. The only saving grace is knowing that every dime this community raised (and some more that I matched from personal funds) went to some incredible rescues (tagged below). And today I received a message from one of those rescues that they are still utilizing our donation as an emergency fund for dire cases. How increíble to know that piggy is still saving lives. ❤️❤️❤️ @galgosdelsol@streetanimalrescuealliance@ellocodelosperros @
She hasn’t seen him in over 2 years but he lived with us for so long and they were best friends. It makes me so happy that she got to see him again and that she still trusts him to be gentle 😭😭😭 im gonna go cry into my coffee now
The way she lights up when she sees him. She always played with him in a way she never played with mama. More rough housing and wilder playtime…and she remembers 😭 guys im really going down memory lane today sorry
The last 2 months Maggie has been in more pain than usual and becoming unlike herself. I felt that something was wrong but each vet found nothing beyond what we already knew. The last few days in the RV Maggie was getting more and more miserable and I hoped it was just because of the trip. But yesterday when we arrived home she didn’t calm down or settle down she was in pain and unable to rest. Early this morning I took her to the ER where they unfortunately the radiologist found a lesion on her femur and in her lungs. They feel confident given her breed and the presentation that this is osteosarcoma, already metastisized to the lungs. I’ve made the incredibly difficult decision not to put her through an amputation and cancer treatment. We’ve been given a palliative care plan and I’ll be spending as much time with her as possible until it’s time for her to say goodbye. I’m eternally grateful that I was able to bring her home to seattle for this final chapter so we can be surrounded by family and friends and familiar places.
I haven’t stopped thinking about all the ways I failed her. All the times I was impatient or frustrated. Times I got mad because I didn’t understand what was wrong and I couldn’t fix it. I keep playing over and over all the little things that maybe I missed. Maybe this or that was a sign of the cancer and what if I had just noticed it sooner. Advocated harder for more scans. I wish I’d never done the stupid RV trip. I thought the RV would be so much better than a second long flight from NY to LA and then a drive but instead the RV was bouncy and loud and stressful and I can’t help wondering if I made her pain worse because of that stupid RV. How do you live with the regrets and guilt for all the things you wish you had done better?
She’s been letting mama carry her up and down all the stairs but this morning she jumped out of bed and made a run for the stairs with me stumbling behind her trying to get her to stop. The osteosarcoma destroys the integrity of the bone and increases the risk of a catastrophic fracture which is my worst nightmare for her so im trying to let her do her walkies but only on gentle flat ground, no stairs or jumps. But this morning she said no thanks mom I want to do it myself. She then did a little run around the backyard too. She’s feeling good today! ❤️😭❤️