What About Princess MollyDawg's Story

I've been reminiscing about the others who have passed and left their furry paws so deeply embedded in my heart. This time of year always does that to me. I'm happy to say, I'm stronger these days and can now smile through most of those memories. It doesn't take long for my memory to find the day our darling little Princess MollyDawg came to us. What an adorable little ball of fluff she was!

8 weeks old baby Molly's first ever kong. 

We had decided not to adopt until we had a house of our own with a full yard. 2005 made that happen.  We went into the Kamloops SPCA to look for who needed a home.  One of the hardest decisions we ever had to make.  We had to walk away and think about which one of those sweeties were coming home with us. The little black sad/sickly looking puppy in the back had caught daddy's eye.  The SPCA workers told us little black puppies were hard to place because they grew into big black dogs. People had a tendency not to like big black dogs.  She was the last of a litter of 5 brown puppies to be picked. The workers told us these particular puppies were brought in from Merritt. They had been found at about 5 weeks old, all climbing in and out of a box by the side of the hwy. Someone saw them as they were driving by and stopped to pick them up and brought them into Kamloops SPCA. They had come up for adoption a few days ago. This little black n tan puppy was all alone now, her 4 brown siblings had been snapped up as soon as they turned 8 weeks.

We knelt down beside the big cage and the little fluff ball slowly and sheepishly came over. She didn't jump up on the cage and she had her little tail between her legs. Her little eyes looked sad.  The lady said it was because her last brother had just been adopted a few hours earlier and she was now all alone. Awww poor little thing. I worried we were going to adopt a sick puppy who would require big vet bills. Daddy said, "No she's not sick. She's just lonely." He was right and we brought her home with us.

First Stuffy Playmate.

We spent hours on hours on end training this little girl. We were very lucky to have a family member who is a dog trainer. She gave us loads and loads of tips. Some of them I didn't think were very important so I skipped them. Big Mistake now 13 years down the road. We love our Princess with all our heart and know exactly how she gained the Princess Title.
She went everywhere with us and met as many different people and dogs of all types. We frequented places where there were crowds and children and lots of other dogs.  She became very well rounded and socialized.  Her very first best friend was her Border Terrier "cousin", Seven. He was only 1 month younger than her and a spitfire of a little guy.  As time went on of course The Princess grew, lil Seven did not grow very much in body but in his spirit he grew into a very BIG dog. Not once did Miss Molly RatBag get the better of him. Though she tried many times.  Today they are still fast and wonderful friends.

Over the years Molly has been a wonderful girl always helping when I need it.  She will pick things up and pass them to me when I drop them. She brings me my shoes when its time to go out and forever brings me pens even if I don't need them. Oh brother, Molly gurl! 

"I'm always ready to help you mommy!"

She's made many friends. She had no choice. She loves a good romp and has always had way more energy than us. We walked her and ran her and played with her and found it very difficult to tire her out.  She's always been very loyal and a loving little girl. She's also incredibly smart. It was hard for me to train her because I gave into her beauty.  Her face and little antics always melted out hearts and we just caved in.

Look! I did the shredding for you!

Finally one day we decided she needed a playmate. So, our search for just the right playmate began and brought us our devoted beloved King. These two were inseparable. A tightly bonded pair right from the get go.  Princess MollyDawg fell deeply in love with her King and stayed by his side right to his last breath.

  

Today MollyDawg is 13 years old and definitely showing her age. She now rules over Royal K9Korner and keeps everyone in check. She's had a few serious bouts of tummy issues and now hosts an ulcer. Oh my poor Princess. We keep her on a very strict special diet. She can no longer eat cookies so we keep a little jar of her special kibble set aside and call it "Cookies."  She gets very excited about them and can even count out three of them.  She's been a very tolerant girl of all the others who have joined her extended pack. She's both resilient and resistant and can still be a real Ratbag! We love her with all our heart and can't wait to show her off to you when you visit.

"Oh and remember to bring cookies okay!"