When we saw Molly for re homing on this very site, we rang the rescue straight away only to be told there was somebody going to see her that day. Within an hour, my phone went and the question was asked "are you still interested in Molly?" You all know my answer. The reason given for her not being wanted was "her tail carriage is all wrong," Well, all I can say was their loss, our gain.
We brought Molly home with my elderly Labrador Niambh, who was a brilliant mentor. Molly started work with me as a countryside ranger the very next day. Okay, we did have to do training around sheep but, I have to say, she knew what was required and in less than a week could sit amongst a flock with no problems. The local farmer was amazed.
Sadly, the active life she led on mainly moorland every days, 7 days a week did take it's toll in her latter years. yes, the dreaded arthritis. We have managed this quite well for a few years, but, at 13.5 years old, it got harder and harder for her. She enjoyed her daily walk (nay stroll) right up the the day before we had to say our farewells. She died at home, in my arms, in her own basket and favourite toy by her head.
I am so pleased to say the least that she is on the 2020 calendar (Miss January), not once but twice. She appears again with our beloved Scooby (April). I think all of you who remember Scooby, and indeed Molly will realise, I like my dogs BIG.
I can't recount the amount of stories we could tell during our working lives together, there are so many!
Finally, I would just like to say:
Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day.
Unseen, unheard, but, always near.
Still loved, still missed, and very dear.
Run free at the Rainbow Bridge Molly, where you will be amongst so many special friends.
Linda and Dave x x x
