January 7th marked 8 months since my sweet girl went to the rainbow bridge. I miss her each and every day. Maci lived to be 14 years old, and was with my family for 13 wonderful years. The gentlest giant and the best dog a girl could ask for.
In her memory, I got a tattoo of her pawprint, so I can take a little piece of my childhood best friend with me wherever I go.
I miss you, sweet pup. But I know you’re happy and strong again, running around on the beach or frolicking in the snow somewhere ❤️
