January 4, 2002 - May 25, 2016
Where to begin about our Miss Missy. I guess I’ll start at the beginning. My husband, Jim, and I
had lost our beloved Maltese mix, Riley, in July of 2010. We vowed we would never get another
dog as the pain of their loss was just too great. After about two months had passed, I started
just looking around the internet at different websites and happened upon Northcentral Maltese
Rescue. I clicked on the tab for Dogs for Adoption, and there she was. She was such a
beautiful little girl and looked so regal in her photo. When I read her background story that her
mom had to give her up because she had to go to assisted living and she had had her almost
nine years, I just had to investigate further. I talked it over with Jim and he agreed we’d give her
a try. We had our adoption assessment and then went down to the foster home to meet her.
Well, I’ll tell you, we hit it off right from the start. In fact, when her foster mom, Pat Hedstrom,
handed her over to me, it’s like she knew I was her new mama. She slept in her bed on my lap
all the way home.
When we got home she looked all over the house, checked out our cat and proceeded to take
another nap, seeming very content with her surroundings. She captured our hearts and it has
been that way for the past five and a half years.
It wasn’t long after she was with us that a pretty good thunder storm rolled in. We were all
tucked in bed and when she heard that first crack of thunder, she was right on top of my head!
Not next to me or in my arms, but on my head. She did it every time a storm came through.
We had many names for Missy. She was actually Missy Jo when we adopted her, but we
dropped the Jo for Moo. So she was Missy Moo, Pumpkin Pie (I don’t know where that one
came from), Monkey Doodle just to name a few. She was my little shadow and went
everywhere with me. Unfortunately she suffered from separation anxiety, so if Jim and I were
going out somewhere, we had a very nice older couple that would just love to have Missy come
and visit. For some reason her nickname over at their house was Little Guy. We also had a
lovely young lady next door that would come and sit with her. She just always wanted human
Missy had the most beautiful black eyes and she would just watch me throughout the day and
follow me from room to room. When she was younger, she loved to go on walks through our
local park. We could have her off leash and she would dash around and have such fun. Our
daughter and son-in-law live in Cedarburg, and we’d take their dog, Betty, and Missy to the
Lion’s Den State Park and she would have a great time romping through the park with Betty.
One night when we were all in bed and Jim and I were discussing the menu for the next day, I
said, “Maybe we’ll just have pizza.” Well, Missy’s head popped up to the word pizza and after
that we had so much fun with her with that. We’re thinking her first mom probably ordered pizza
and she remembered hearing her say it. Our friends would come in the house and say, “Who
wants pizza” just to see her reaction.
But as is life, all good things must come to an end and an abrupt end it was. Our sweet little girl
started to develop a heart murmur, seizures and in the end she lost the use of her legs. It
happened so quickly that it knocked us off our feet. She was put to sleep in the very bed she
slept in that first day we picked her up. Our vet came to our home and was so very
compassionate. She had a peaceful passing. Our hearts are broken and we miss her terribly.