Maggie, a long time member of my family, has passed away. She was my mother’s dog the better part of 13 years. And as crazy as that little dog would drive me for barking at me for no reason, she did bring smiles to our faces and was a constant companion for my mom. She will be missed.

Goodbye, Maggie. I hope they have soccer balls for you to chase around up there…

-Dave Q.

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  • I think the things you remember most are the little things, like that little space guy I kept tied up down in the basement. That little guy was only about five inches tall! He used to beg me to untie his rope, but I knew he'd just run away if I did. I think the cat finally got him, but the cat had little burn marks on him, from where the space guy shot him with his little gun, before his ammo ran out. I remember things like that.