If you follow my Facebook page, you likely already know that I lost my dog Molly this week. She was fourteen years old and had been with me since she was a puppy. Her health was impeccable until the last year or so, when she developed congestive heart failure and kidney failure, which was too much to ask of her little body ultimately. The decision to help her pass was one of the most difficult I have ever had to make in my life, but I know it was the right one. It was some comfort to have been able to hold her in the end and let her go with the dignity she deserved. It was a blessing to have had her company for so many years, but I miss her terribly. She will always be my first baby. RIP Mol. ♥
Molly was 9 years old when we got our first chicks and while she was fleetingly curious about them, the curiosity soon passed and it seemed either distrust or fear took its place. She never really did warm up to the chickens, but she was tolerant of the countless baby chicks and recovering chickens she shared her space with in my office and subscribed to a live and let live policy, which worked out just fine for everyone.
On a much lighter note…this week’s memes:
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If you follow my Facebook page, you likely already know that I lost my dog Molly this week. She was fourteen years old and had been with me since she was a puppy. Her health was impeccable until the last year or so, when she developed congestive heart failure and kidney failure, which was too much to ask of her little body ultimately. The decision to help her pass was one of the most difficult I have ever had to make in my life, but I know it was the right one. It was some comfort to have been able to hold her in the end and let her go with the dignity she deserved. It was a blessing to have had her company for so many years, but I miss her terribly. She will always be my first baby. RIP Mol. ♥
Molly was 9 years old when we got our first chicks and while she was fleetingly curious about them, the curiosity soon passed and it seemed either distrust or fear took its place. She never really did warm up to the chickens, but she was tolerant of the countless baby chicks and recovering chickens she shared her space with in my office and subscribed to a live and let live policy, which worked out just fine for everyone.
On a much lighter note…this week’s memes:
I remember when Molly ate the chocolate some months back, I was so worried for her and you! I'm so sorry for your loss, she was such a cutie pie.
So sorry for your loss
I also have a Molly. She is 13 and has a cancerous tumor in her right shoulder that was inoperable. God has given us a full year more than we expected when she was diagnosed. But I'm afraid her end is nearing. So sorry to hear about your Molly. It's a hard decision to make. Love all of your posts. Can't wait for the drawing.
Sorry for your loss. It's hard to lose a pet. My vet was wonderful last time. I have the pink egg cartons, would love to see the teal.
I am sorry for your loss of Molly. I have lost 3 pets in the past few years and know how tough it is. There are so many animals that need homes in the US I hope you find it in your heart to adopt another pet in the years to come. Thank you for all that you do – I have learned so much from your blog.