Maisy, Mattie and I were getting into the swing of things by now. When I got home from work, she pretty much expected to be picked up and was usually waiting in the living room for me. Maisy had already been through a bout of cancer and was a miracle dog, according to her Vet. He had her on a high fiber, low protein diet, and so the bones she got were pre-chewed by Mattie or clean of any meat or fat. Maisy was extremely food-motivated and would follow you anywhere for even a shred of carrot. It was around this point I became commited to leaving a letter every single time she stayed at my home. It seemed important that Maisy communicate in some way with Beverly about the day she’d had.
Beverly was working incredibly hard keeping a full-time job and then doing classes and clinical work at night. I knew she was very upset about having to leave Maisy with someone else in order to finish her Master’s Degree. Bevy and Maisy had an extraordinary relationship and I had such respect for the bond they had. This was not easy for either of them. Maisy was totally focused on Beverly, and it was tough at first getting her relaxed enough to quit staring at the door. I felt leaving a reassuring note from Maisy was the least I could do to make Beverly feel a little better about what she had to do. So I wrote the letters every single time Maisy stayed with one exception: I ended up extremely ill over a three day period and had to combine two of Maisy visits into one letter. It wasn’t easy at times. But I found that the pressure of having to write something after each and every visit made me more creative and observant of Maisy’s behaviors. In this particular letter, I also found the clip art and threw that in there: