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Leave a bone for Molly

Nicknames: Molly Wolly, Fatty, Husky

Likes: Sleeping, of course. And her abundance of toys

Pet-Peeves: Sneezing

Favorite Toy: A little brown dog, that we call her baby

Favorite Food: I think it would be eaiser to say what she DOESN'T like, and thats grapes.

Favorite Walk: A dog park outside of town

Best Tricks: She can shake, and sit.

Arrival Story: We found an ad for a yellow lab in the paper and her owners brought her over. She was very nervous, and she totally slobbered on me, but we liked her. She was supposed to stay the weekend to see how she worked out, but she never went back, and has stayed here for six years.

Bio: She is having dry skin on her behind area, and has been going nuts about it and we don't know what to do for her.

I've Been On Dogster Since:
| January 12th 2005 |
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More than 7 years! |

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id: 106639

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January 13th 2005 2:52 pm
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Last night Molly went outside in the middle of the night and barked a lot, not sure what she was barking at, but she wouldn't come in so we set off the cap gun and she eventually came back frothy at the mouth from running and barking, (not rabies, dont worry.) This morning she slept with me for a little while, then moved into the guest room where she had the whole bed to herself. The mailman came to the door to deliever a package so she stood on the bed and barked while looking out the window. As of right now, she's licking/scratching/nibbling herself on the couch. We put a bedsheet over the couch to protect it from her nails, it may not be much but hopefully it makes a difference.
Oh heres a funny story about Molly, or it was at the time. We took her to a dog park outside of town where its a big field surrounded by woods. She runs around and just has a fabulous time. So we (my dad and I) were walking and she disappeared into the woods, and even though we walked away and called her she wouldn't come. We kept walking and she was no where to be seen, but we heard a faint bark. Not a usual "I'm Molly and even though I'm terrified of you, I'm gonna bark" kind of bark, not even a "I found something dead, but I'm going to present it to you as if I caught it myself" bark. So we turned around and went into the woods, all of a sudden the ground dropped off into a ravine, and there, covered in mud was molly looking up at us. It looked like she had just been running and totally fallen in. We tried to coax her out, pointing how she could climb out, but she was scared, so my dad crawled down and got her out. Besides the mud she seemed fine, and could walk perfectly well. She stayed close to us as we walked back to the car and my dad lifted her into her kennel in the car. Over the next few days the only lasting result was a bump on her head that slightly swelled, but that was it. She still goes running there (or did when it was warm) but I think she's a little more careful now.
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