Molly

I am so excited that I can barely type. We went to PetSmart yesterday to get wild birdseed. As we walked in the door we saw the local humane society was there with four of their dogs. I glanced at the dogs and oh my goodness, there was my new little buddy.

She is three years old and her name is Molly. She’s a west highland white terrier or a “Westie”. She’s spayed and housebroken. She’s also crate trained. She fell in love with me and the feeling was mutual. We filled out the application and hopefully she will be here with me tonight. I will have pictures later this week. She needs a trip to the groomer to get her all clean and pretty.

She was left at the humane society because she belonged to an older woman who was having to move in with her daughter and her son in law. The son in law wouldn’t allow this lady to bring her little dog along, so Molly ended up without a home. She’s only been at the shelter a few days so she hasn’t learned any bad habits.

I’m crying and laughing as I write this. I’m just thinking about the holidays with Mr. Pop, Fred the Cat, Molly and me. This is going to be fun!