She had a pretty face, beautiful fur, with presence and personality to spare. She’d let you know when she wanted her belly rubbed, or her head scratched, and definitely when she wanted a treat (or two or three or four…). She liked to scratch the screen door, remind anyone (person or animal) who’s house it was, sit on people’s coats and then hiss when they tried to take them back. She also liked to snuggle and purr endlessly. She dealt with any health or physical challenges like a tough little champ. She was sweet and spicy, and full of love. She was Maggie Mae…forever our girl.