When my son was 13 he asked for a dog, so we went to the South Suburban Humane Society in Chicago Height, IL and found this adorable little terrier mix. She was so thin that the staff called her Yogurt, but we named her Maggie.
It didn't take long before my son lost interest, but Maggie and I have been through a lot together, and I don't know how I would have made it without her. She is so sweet and loving, and we have a very strong spiritual connection.
Now she is a healthy, peppy 13 and I hope to have her for a long time to come.