Houston, Molly has landed!

After a phone call yesterday and a message we left, we quickly got a return call from the lady at the shelter. She had taken Molly and her crate to the shelter’s thrift shop and was waiting for us. The thrift shop is much closer to our home than the shelter is by miles.

When we arrived at the thrift shop there was a sign on the door that said “Closed”. There was another older lady inside and she pointed to the closed sign and shook her head no. I looked at Mr. Pop and he looked at me. I held my copy of the adoption certificate up so the older lady could see it. Still she shook her head no. At this point I was about ready to tell Mr. Pop to start up the car and we would create a new drive-in window for this thrift shop.

Thankfully the lady we had spoken with on the phone was inside and saw us at the door. She opened the door and Molly came bounding over to me. We had doggie licks and tears all mixed up together.

So Molly is home. She and Fred the Cat have smelled one another under the door, but they haven’t met yet. One thing at a time and easy as she goes. There is plenty of time for meet and greet.

So far Molly is a perfect lady. She had one little pee-pee accident but that was because I missed her signal to me that she needed to go out. She doesn’t jump on the furniture or go where she shouldn’t. I gave her some of the plush toys that were given to Murphy when he was beyond the point of playing with them. She was like a kid at Christmas. Man, does she love the sound of a squeaky toy and man, we love her!