Yesterday, my parents had to put down our family dog, Molly. I was in the 8th grade when my parents brought her home. My mom bought her because all 5 of her kids had started school & she was lonely in the house. So she came home with the tiniest Boston Terrier you have ever seen (she was the runt of the litter.) She definitely had a HUGE spirit. Heck, she kept up with FIVE kids!
A few things about Molly:
She HATED the mail man. Every time he came to drop the mail in the slot she would jump about 3 feet in the air & grab the mail from his hand before it hit the ground. It was hysterical!
She passed the worst gas. It grossed me out so bad.
She snored like an old man. You always knew when she was asleep because it sounded like a freight train was barreling through our house.
She had a love affair with
a very stupid & annoying a beagle, which produced two litters of puppies–CUTE puppies! When the puppies started going to new homes Molly’s hatred for the mail man developed. We swear that she thought he was the one taking them.
She was like another sibling. Just running around, wreaking havoc, playing games, & in the mix of things.
|Not Molly, I lost all my pics when my comp crashed a few months ago. But this is a VERY close resemblance to her!