Molly is a little lost this week as two of her best play buddies went to adoptive homes. Chloe went on a sleepover with her boy Zach so she was left with all of the mature “we don’t play like puppies” dogs. She slept alone for the first time in the theatre room with no incidents. After an early breakfast on a weekend morning she decided she wasn’t going back to bed. She went from mildly agitated to panicked in a matter of minutes. We brought her down to the bedroom but she was still agitated and ended up trying to go after Maggie. Maggie gave up her spot under the covers and retreated to her crate. Maggie could and would take Molly out in less than a minute but she does her best to try and avoid fights. We try to keep Maggie socialized but also separate as she is a fierce  dog fighter, if she is cornered. Molly than paced around the room for a while, picked up a toy and then decided to try the bed.

She finally fell asleep and slept like a log until we got up. She was stuck to me like glue all day and then as soon as it got dark she was back to slinking around and refusing to come back in the house. We have resorted to putting a long line on her after dark. If the line is on she has no issue coming in the house and doesn’t behave irrationally.

Molly has got to be one of the biggest clowns. She is always looking for a way to make something funny. So today the poor Roxie dog who is getting older and has a great deal of difficulty walking (but still maintains her position as the alpha female) was walking by Ms Molly and Ms Molly reached out and grabbed her tail and started pulling backward. This sent Roxie sprawling to the ground. Molly was so pleased with herself she was smiling.