We named her Molly. The name is almost bigger than she is. She weighs less than ten pounds.
It was love at first sight when Dee spotted Molly hiding under an exam room table. Shaking from head to toe.
She'd come to the Animal Defense League from the city pound where she was tagged to die. Not very adoptable was the decision. Too scrawny. Too timid. Who'd want her?
But Dagi, who works for the pound and tries to save as many dogs and cats as possible saw something in Molly. So she included her in with a bunch of dogs she was bringing out to ADL.
Molly had been picked up as a stray. Which doesn't really tell her story. A Good Samaritan witnessed a man pushing her out of his truck and then driving off, leaving Molly in the street in a not so nice neighborhood. It makes me crazy when I hear stories about what people do to their dogs and cats. As if they were inanimate objects, of no value. Throw-away lids.
If only dogs could talk. Molly was covered with fleas and ticks. Her skin raw in some places. She tested positive for heartworms. She was lethargic.
Dee is my wife. She had stopped by ADL that afternoon just to say hi and to visit with some of our shelter dogs. No interest in adopting a dog. We already have a houseful. But sometimes things just happen.
And for Dee and Molly that something was an immediate connection. We took Molly home that night. And I don't think she and Dee have been more than three feet away from each other.
No complaints about Molly joining our family from our babies at home. It is as if they knew Molly needed a home. And some love. Lots of love.
There's not doubt in my mind she will return that love. Over and over again.
It was love at first sight when Dee spotted Molly hiding under an exam room table. Shaking from head to toe.
She'd come to the Animal Defense League from the city pound where she was tagged to die. Not very adoptable was the decision. Too scrawny. Too timid. Who'd want her?
But Dagi, who works for the pound and tries to save as many dogs and cats as possible saw something in Molly. So she included her in with a bunch of dogs she was bringing out to ADL.
Molly had been picked up as a stray. Which doesn't really tell her story. A Good Samaritan witnessed a man pushing her out of his truck and then driving off, leaving Molly in the street in a not so nice neighborhood. It makes me crazy when I hear stories about what people do to their dogs and cats. As if they were inanimate objects, of no value. Throw-away lids.
If only dogs could talk. Molly was covered with fleas and ticks. Her skin raw in some places. She tested positive for heartworms. She was lethargic.
Dee is my wife. She had stopped by ADL that afternoon just to say hi and to visit with some of our shelter dogs. No interest in adopting a dog. We already have a houseful. But sometimes things just happen.
And for Dee and Molly that something was an immediate connection. We took Molly home that night. And I don't think she and Dee have been more than three feet away from each other.
No complaints about Molly joining our family from our babies at home. It is as if they knew Molly needed a home. And some love. Lots of love.
There's not doubt in my mind she will return that love. Over and over again.
(c) Ron Aaron. 2008
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