I know this website is about ferrets and for ferret lovers, but I have been wanting and need to tell everyone about one of the most “Moo-nique” animals ever. Yes, I said “Moo-nique.” This was a term my husband came up with for his dog, Maggie Moo.
Maggie was a two-year-old blue heeler-chocolate lab mix. But she was more than a dog to us. She was one of our children. (But, then, all of our animals are more like kids than pets.)
Our Maggie was very special. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body. She loved everyone, especially children and puppies. And her most beloved playmate was Linus, our golden Pyrenees.
Maggie also liked Rikki and Possum. In fact, one day when we were gone for several hours and Maggie was loose in the house, Rikki, my albino ferret, got out of my room. When we got home, there was Maggie lying on the couch with Rikki running around playing – completely unharmed.
Maggie loved playing with Linus and going out to chase squirrels with him. Another one of her favorite pastimes was chasing cows out of our lake. She was constantly on the watch for the cows. If she saw them getting close, she would lie out in the yard by our deck to make sure they didn’t get into the lake.
I think the person Maggie loved most in the world was her dad (my husband). He got Maggie twenty-one months ago. Someone had put her in his car while he was at church, and my husband didn’t find out who did it till a year later. The culprit was our daughter, Audrey.
Aude is my husband’s little girl. But then she grew up and moved out on her own. So then, Maggie became his little girl. My husband and Maggie had a very special bond. He is so lost without her because they did so many things together.
Maggie would always go out with my husband to feed the horses. And whenever he went fishing, she was right there with him catching frogs, getting muddy, and scaring the fish away. At night she would let him know when she wanted her milk, and then she would say “please” as he got ready to put milk in her bowl. And at 10:00 every night, Maggie let my husband know that it was bedtime and that she was ready to go get in his bed.
On November 26 of this year, Maggie just disappeared. She and Linus went out to chase squirrels that morning as they did almost every morning. Later, Linus came back home, but Maggie didn’t. We have searched and searched, put ads in papers, posted flyers, talked to neighbors and ranchers and hunters – but we still have no clue about where she is or what happened her.
Come to think of it, though, this is kind of related to pet ferrets. Cherish your fuzzy little kids while you can because you never know when you will lose them.
Goodbye and thank you, Maggie. We love ya, girl!