Today we had to lay to rest our Molly Dog. Molly was the best dog any person could ever have. She's been a part of my family since I was just 15 years old.
She started out just this little ball of fur hidden within a laundry basket. She poked her head out from a towel and sniffed the air, curious from the start. Molly loved chasing tennis balls, snuggling in bed next to your side, singing songs in her own doggie language, getting excited at the words car, walk, and leash. I distinctly remember when I had just broken up with my first boyfriend and I lay crying in my room on the floor. Molly would walk up and lick the tears off my face and snuggle until she thought everything was right again.
Molly wasn't too fond of the idea of having another dog in the house to share her space. Sure, she remained complacent with Maggie, but I'm sure she felt as though she had to take a back seat from that point on. She did allow Maggie to take of her though, licking her face, chasing her, and getting cleaned by Maggie. Imagine her surprise when yet another family member showed up last year. Molly kept her distance from Ethan but did allow him to climb and snuggle every once in awhile. In fact, just yesterday, Ethan gave Molly a hug and said "awwww." Adorable yet heart breaking.
I know Molly is in a better place. She's no longer suffering from pain and that's all I wish for her. We'll definitely miss our Molly girl but memories of her will continue.
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