*Meggy * ~R.I.P.~1986-1998

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Home:Durant, OK  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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   Leave a bone for *Meggy * ~R.I.P.~1986-1998

"Megster" "Nutmeg" "Meggerz" "Mommie's Little Treasures...Little Angels"

Quick Bio:

Going to Austin, Texas, East Texas and Hot Springs

I hate it when MiMi teases me by trying to steal my toys.

Favorite Toy:
My squeaky hamburger

Favorite Food:
Tater Tots!

Favorite Walk:
Barton Springs in Austin

Best Tricks:
Begging and go fetch

Arrival Story:
I was born in Sherman, Texas in March 1986 and grew up in my first home with Daddy Alan and MeMom Linda. Big Al spent a lot of time with me potty training, teaching me tricks and handing out treats. Everyone showered me with attention and love. I was spoiled Rotten! I had my pick of beds and persons to sleep with and Memom taught me how to travel in style and comfort. Then came the fateful Sunday in February 1993 when Big Al had to go off to college and handed me over to MiMi to go live at her house. This was very upsetting and sad for me to have to leave the people and surroundings I loved the most.

Gradually, I grew to accept my relocation and the wonderful new love MiMi showered me with every delightful day. She treated me like the center of her universe and talked to me all the time. She carried me around a lot and took me everywhere with her. She never left me alone except when she went to work. We both hated being separated by work. I could always count on her to come back to me and the mutual affection and special attention would begin all over again. Meg's Story will be continued in Her Diary

Forums Motto:
Tiny Dancer

The Groups I'm In:
"DOGSTERHOLICS", ☆Rainbow Bridge Pals.•*:•.★, ♥♥♥*~♥~*Luvers of C@ts & Dogs*~♥~*♥♥♥, ♥ The Pet Poetry Group ♥, ♥Pawrayer and Pawraise♥, *†* Christian K9'S for Christ *†*, FANCYPANTS CAFE, Welcome Waggin' for Dogsters and Catsters, AUSTIN TX PUPS!!!, Dachshunds!!!!!!!!!, Dogster Guardian Angels, HAVE A HEART, light a candle...., Minister misty's place of poetry and spirituality., PAWS Angels WAGS for Kindness, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies, Sweet Face, United We Stand (For All Breeds), Weenie Lovers, Yang's Place: Don't Litter., ^*^Over The Rainbow^*^, ~ Dachshunds Forever ~, ~Always in Our Hearts~, ~~~*♥Dog Park USA♥*~~~

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Need advice about helping a child understand loosing his

"If you've never owned dachshunds, no explanation is possible. If you have owned dachshunds, no explanation is necessary." ~Benny Archuleta~

I've Been On Dogster Since:
May 12th 2005 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
* J.J.*
*Sonny-cat**Whisper* - In
Loving Memory
*Tiggy* ~ In
Loving Memory~
*Zero*~ In
Loving Memory~
*Jackie Blue*
*Domino**NickyLixx**The Kit-Kats*
Chloe & Rory

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Meggy's Story Continues

In Loving Memory of Meggy

February 18th 2008 10:56 pm
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Tonite Mimi received an especially thoughtful post from another who knows great loss and suffering, especially when it concerns our tiniest and most innocent beings...Our Pets. She was prompted to recall where it was she learned the language of sorrow and consolation....she thinks it comes from us....she believes we are angels, pure and without sin...the only beings in whom God has entrusted the message of uncondiional love.
So it was that she sat down to write this poem that heartbreaking day in June 1998 when I closed my eyes for the last time.

"I had a tiny box, a precious box
Of human love--my spikenard of great price;
I kept it close within my heart of hearts,
And scarce would lift the lid lest it should waste
Its perfume on the air. One day a strange
Deep sorrow came with crushing weight and fell
Upon my costly treasure, sweet and rare,
And brake the box to atoms. All my heart
Rose in dismay and sorrow at this waste;
But, as I mourned, behold a miracle
Of grace divine. My human love was changed
To Heaven's own, and poured in healing streams
On other broken hearts, while soft and clear
A voice from above me whispered, "Child of Mine,
With comfort, wherewith thou are comforted,
From this time forth, go comfort others,
And thou shalt know blest fellowship with Me,
Whose broken heart of love hath healed the world."
from Streams In The Desert, Vol.5

Meggy's Permanent Memorial Site is the Dachshund Memorial Garden
and at
In Memory of Pets
http://www.in-memory-of-pets.com/personaltribute.php?I D=40709
http://www.in-memory-of-pets.com/personalcandle.php ?ID=42803


The Good Old Days

April 26th 2006 6:24 am
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Sigh....I guess I don't ever get to go back to Austin ever again. J.J. won't fit in Mimi's purse and he don't like Rock 'n Roll and Texas music like I do. He just wouldn't understand what SXSW means to so many. He might like listening to Jimmie Dale sing "Santa Fe Thief" or Joe Ely's "Whenever Kindness Fails" or Dan Hicks & The Hot Licks' "My Old Timey Baby". And I betcha he'd like the green, green grass around Barton Springs and all that cold, clear water. So many memories of concerts and tequila nights, 6th Street, steak nachos and black beans.

Those were the good old days when it was just Mimi and Me in Mimi's purse.

I miss you, Austin, Texas!


The Chosen One

May 23rd 2005 10:36 am
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It was all about me,me,me,me,me! Or so I thought! Then my Mimi did a very strange thing. One day she came in from work with a weird black & white mutt trailing behind she called "J.J." He just walked right into my house, slumped down on the carpet and kept his head bowed for weeks. She claimed to have rescued him from a bunch of louts who had rejected him. No wonder, he was a rat terrier, not a weenie dog! Well, I just gathered up all my toys into a pile at the other end of the room and glowered at both of them. I like a good snit!
Over time, this "other dog" gradually won my heart over. He respected my space, and didn't try to eat my food or steal my toys or take away my Mimi. He really was quite amazing....his sunlit eyes and spring-loaded legs. The squirrels that used to tease me and the menacing cat next door...he chased them all away out of my yard. He became my hero. When the house burned and I nearly died, he didn't leave my side for weeks. When Mimi got sick and had to be in the hospital, I got so depressed without her there. He tried to cheer me up every day even though I know he was sad too. That's when I knew "J.J." was My Brother. (to be continued)

~~Meggy's permanent memorial is the Dacshund Memorial Garden
Meggy June 1998,12years old
~~She is also remembered affectionately at
Meggy's Poem

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