Molly

Miss Molly has had a bath and is mad at me so she won't look at the camera.

This ancient old dog came to us three or four years ago when Eileen, her previous person, had to go into a nursing home.


Eileen passed away last year but Molly abides.  She is arthritic -- her hips are as bad as my knees -- and seemingly stone deaf. But she responds to hand signals that mean "Get up and go outside." And when she hobbles outside and off the porch to attend to her needs, she always looks back at me and wags her tail.

Molly's a gallant old girl who still seems to enjoy her life, limited though it is. Not unlike her previous person.

I hope I'll be like Molly and Eileen.