My email inbox contained a short note from Debbie one morning, “Maggie got lost last night and ran across the street. She got hit by a car and was killed. There are not enough sad faces for how I feel. She slept with me and kept me warm for many years while Ron has been gone and she would have hurt anyone who tried to hurt me. She was my baby.”
Maggie the dog had sadly gotten hit by a car and was now in the trunk of Debbie’s mother’s car since they didn’t know what to do with the now deceased doggie. The next morning, before Debbie and her mother figured out what to do, Debbie’s mother left for a meeting – with Maggie in the trunk of her car. Debbie called to cry and get help on how to deal with the loss of her beloved Maggie and re-connect with the remains of her beloved pet — her mom and the dog would be back sometime later in the day.
Meanwhile, Debbie’s mother was able to squeeze in blessings for the dog by the family pastor in the parking lot of the church over the departed in the trunk of her car, as Debbie’s mother continued on with her various errands for the day. With few updates, I made plans to come to bury Maggie in their back yard, until Debbie and I were told that the ground was too frozen for that. What’s plan ‘B’ Debbie? We got one quote for cremation but it was way too high so we called a few more places and got the best deal. All the while, we were wondering if it was OK that her mom was driving around with Maggie in her trunk.