Her body is battered and broken by the cruelty of the owners of the puppy mill who chose to brutalize her for profit. When she suffered an injury from continuous breeding and birthing litters of puppies, she could no longer produce income. So, they threw her into a dark room to die in her own waste. but her story doesn’t end there.
Members of an organization that rescues French Bulldogs saved Maisie before the light of her amazing being flickered out. Because her injury was not treated when it could have healed completely, tiny Maisie is a paraplegic, but that doesn’t define her. What does define her is a contagious joy for living that shines out of her, touching and blessing everyone she meets. She came into my life because my daughter loves her and chose to adopt her.
Many people only see Maisie’s handicaps rather than her miraculous gifts. They only see that she can’t use her lifeless back legs or control her own bodily functions. They somehow miss her powerful front legs and how fast and joyously she runs toward those she loves, and she loves almost everyone, especially my daughter, Laura.
What puzzles me the most is how anyone could miss the magic of Maisie. It’s easy to miss, I guess, because it’s on the inside of her. Although her legs shriveled, her heart did not. It grew so big that I often wonder how it fits in her tiny body. Her miraculous heart is big enough to love everyone and everything unconditionally and joyously. Spending time with her inspires me to do the same.
I call her Mighty Maisie, the Wonder Dog, a small dog with a big message. What is the message? With her life, she shouts, “Don’t let fear and pain define you!”