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:
Those are cute! I love the color too!
Could definitely use some egg cartons.
Every time I read about Molly my heart aches for you! I'm so sorry! My girl, Brason, just began having seizures in April at 4 years old. It's so distressing to see and I feel helpless. Our babies are our family, and although not everyone understands what your going through, those who refer to their pets as family…we dance to our own music and we feel your pain. RIP Molly.
On a happier note…I would love those teal egg cartons! I can't seem to keep enough cartons around! Thanks for all you do to give us these great opportunities!
Kathy I'm so sorry to hear you lost your beloved Molly. She knew she was loved throughout her life with you and she will be waiting for you at the rainbow bridge!
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