It is with an unbelievably heavy heart that I have to update our overdue blog with the news that our wonderful furry companion, Maggie, has passed away. She was "a grand old lady" in the words of our good friend Michael, and although her passing was unexpected (I think deep down we pretended she'd live forever), it must have been her time to leave us. Maggers was such a big presence in our little home, and she's left us with some emptiness, both physically and emotionally. It's been a week now, and there are still times when sadness overtakes us and all we can do is sit there and cry and give little Agnes lots of snuggles. Maggie was 13.5 years old, and Michael reminded me that when Mags turned 13, I had said that each day since then was a gift. Really, all the time we had with her was such a gift, and she will be missed and reminisced of often. I still like to think of her nestled in down there at the end of the Airstream underneath the fireplace, comfy as can be. The Airstream was definitely home for Maggie, and I think she might have liked it in her older years more than any other place we've lived because it required no great effort on her part to keep an eye on her humans, thanks to our one-room concept, so to speak. Our hearts are full of memories of her over the years, from Colorado hiking trips to sleeping in late all piled in our bed - Maggie having stolen most of the covers. As nearly every one of our blog posts proves through photographs, Maggie was with us every step of the way through our Airstream shenanigans, and we will miss her supervisory skills and her time-to-stop-working-on-that-aluminum-trailer because it's-4pm-and-i'm-starving(again) dancing jig. Here's to our Magoo, a truly great dog!