Megan Danielle

Megan was born in a litter with two brothers. Megan was one tough little girl. We always said that she had a cast iron stomach. She would get into more things than most dogs and it never bothered her at all. She ate spices, Tylenol, oil from my dog clippers, wire curlers, make-up, you name it and she ate it ~ well almost. She was always getting into things.

Megan got really sick about a month ago and was diagnosed with anemia and vestibular disease. The vestibular disease was getting better but not the anemia. Nothing seemed to help that at all even though I was giving her the meds as the vet said to. In a way I feel as though I let Megan down because I could not make her well, but I did everything I could for her. I gave her all kinds of food that the other dogs didn’t have, she would be taken outside to go to the bathroom (I carried her every time), and I would sit and hold her. Her last day here with us she wanted me to hold her and looked at me as if to say “mom it is time to let me go.”

Megan was a sweet little girl. She had her own personality, her own way of doing things, but she was special. She would whine and dance when she needed to go outside. She was a good watch dog – letting you know when anyone was anywhere near the house. Even when she was sick she would howl when the other dogs would bark like she knew what they were barking at.

Megan you will be missed not only by Josh and me, but also by Montana, Arianne and Chloe. When we go back to Robinson Gabe and Phoenix will miss you too. Rest in peace now my little girl.

Nancy Rodgers