Molly's life started right after we lost our lab, Tucker, which was 2 months later on May 22, 2008 when we opened our front door and found her laying on our front porch shaking. I had gotten a broom to sweep off the porch and when she saw the broom, she ran under a bench we had in our flower bed. Once I put the broom away, she slowly came out from under the bench. She was a tiny, puppy who had a hole above eye, full of ticks and bugs and so skinny. I said to Bob, we're keeping her because Tucker sent her to us and with that, I called the vet, they said to bring her in and they were all 'over' her with love. When Dr. French checked her out, he said she was just about 4 months old which would have made her birthday in January so we gave her the 22nd of the month and along with January and 2008, Molly was 'born.'|
Over the years, Molly was epitome of a perfect pet - she never did anything wrong, always everything right. She aimed to please no matter what it took and she certainly did please everyone, right up until we had to put her down - she held on until she 'knew' I was out of the woods from my total knee replacement and then with her eyes speaking to us, she said she couldn't fight any longer, she was tired and that's when the decision was made for us as to what to do.
Each and every time we took her to Dr. French, everyone would hug her, pet her and even Dr. French said he wished half of his patients were half as good as she was. There will never be another Molly in our lifetime.
When we took her for her final ride in the 4-runner (she loved going for rides), we just watched her eyes and knew this is exactly what she wanted...peace and pain free...and lovingly, that is exactly what we gave her. Molly will be in our hearts forever and a day and the love we had for her and she for us, was bountiful and will be forever.