Maggie

Maggie's Early Days and Subsequent Adoption by the Matteson Family... a Remembrance:This is the truth. Some people think I had it easy. Some people think I was born into this family. That couldn't be further from the truth. This is a real life rags to riches story. I came up from the streets, I worked and I scrapped. I can't say that I remember my mother... the bitch (not a swear word, remember, I'm a dog) left me shortly after birth, and I had to fend for myself on the mean streets of Fulton. You know what? I did it... I made it happen, I hustled when I had to. Am I proud of everything that happened? No, of course I'm not. But what is a puppy to do when she's left to fend for herself? I guess you could say I hit rock bottom when I went to the pound... people had given me up for dead, and I can't say that I blame them, things were looking bleak for Maggie. But, you know what? A family came, and they adopted me, and there I was, back in Fulton, a free mutt... things were starting to look up. If you don't know, I'm a strong ass pit bull/lab mix, and I don't mean to brag but I'm strong as hell. The family that adopted me has my eternal gratitude, but I'm too friggin' strong to be tied up. I broke countless leashes, and even chains. I was an escape artist, and growing up on the streets gave me that wanderlust. I soon proved too elusive for that family, they just couldn't go tracking me down all day. It looked like I had blown my big audition. Luckily, another opportunity opened up for me, but I was a bit nervous about my chances, would I blow this one as well, and end up back on the streets... or worse yet the joint again? At first I was hesitant, I didn't want to get my hopes up, I have been shuffled around too much to give my affection away at first. But, after a while, I started to see that this gig might be permanent! Man, I gotta tell you, my house is a real classy joint. At first my owners tried to not allow me to get up on the furniture... that soon changed though. They live back in the woods, where I can explore and wander with no consequences. And the neighbors have some pretty cool dogs... we run in a pack together, I'm the leader along with Big Chels... maybe she'll get a profile on here one of these days. Anyway, it's a pretty sweet hookup now. They've given me my own email address, and I basically just surf the web most of the day. But, that's my story... from the streets to the couch!