Saturday, January 30, 2016

Old Miss Molly


Our pup Molly is a pup no more.  She turns 12 this year.  We took her to the vet a few weeks ago to get some fatty tumors removed, and her teeth cleaned.  The Dr noticed some congestion and found that her heart is enlarged.

She's on heart medicine now.  It seems like just yesterday she was our tiny puppy, chewing the carpet,  eating our clothes, and anything she could get her tiny teeth on.

She has been a constant in our quickly changing lives.  She has put up with all the babies coming into our house, and she lets them lay on her, wrestle her, and tug her ears with nary a snap.  She has been amazing with them.  She loves her food more than she loves anything.  She lets me know when it's dinner time, and she's enjoying her pills now because we wrap them in lunchmeat.
She makes me laugh, and she makes me crazy.  Turn your back for a second and she's on the table eating off your plate.  As naughty as she can be she's made herself an integral part of our lives.  We will be making her happy and comfortable for the rest of her life.

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