We took Maggie to the Vet this morning. She never minded going, although she hated having her nails clipped! So she went along with no worries today. She was gone in 30 seconds. No worrries. The city does not allow you to bury your dog on your property - so we had no choice but to leave her with the Vet. I had wanted our other Whippet to see Maggie dead.

The end of an era. I had a notion a while back to develop a quick, bluesy, finger pickin' melody into a song about Maggie and her Whippet speed - I'd have called it black Maggie's Blues ... I'll keep that thought on the back burner for now.

Thanks for all the thought and PMs. Poor old Maggie had tough final year - but a long and healthy life.