Remembering Six Years Ago
In Loving Memory

A Happy Puppy

This past weekend made up for all the days during the summer that Molly only got one walk instead of two.  On Friday, I took her to Dog Boy's Dog Ranch, a boarding and day care ranch for pups.  Yes, she's spoiled.  Spoiled rotten.  Usually we leave Molly in San Antonio with my parents when we go out of town for more than a few days, but earlier this year, my parents were unavailable to take her and she was left at the vet's office.  With all due respect to our vet, we love our vet!  But Molly came home and hid in the closet for almost a week, with sores on her paws.  It was miserable for her to be cooped up in a run.  Yes, I'll admit that it was harder on me than her.  So with my brother's wedding quickly approaching, I decided since we are going to be gone for a longer period of time (and my parents will obviously be unavailable) to try out Dog Boy's.  Molly had to go for a half-day evaluation to monitor her personality to see what type of play group she'd be in.  Spoiled.  Spoiled rotten.  It is dog heaven.  And dog lover heaven at that.  The pups play outside as long as they can before it gets too hot; then go inside to rest in the A/C; go for a hike in the evening where there is a pond for the dogs to swim in; and they get lots of love and attention.  Molly came home filthy and exhausted!  She loved it!  And she got along great with all the other dogs.  She was known as the "sweet one". 

Then on Saturday, our church small group had an outing at Lake Austin.  Matt was unable to go because of work, but as is our custom, I took Molly with me as she loves to swim and loves boat rides!  If the picture I've posted isn't a dog smiling, then I don't know what is!  She had a blast swimming, finding picnic scraps, getting some attention from the kiddos, frolicking in the grass, and letting the wind blow on her while cruising on the boat.  She really is a good dog. I just had to work with her to stop barking at the boats and ski jets passing by, which she did eventually (thank you, Mac, for the advice!!)  And as my friend Amy discovered, you have to keep an eye on her as Molly will try to take off swimming after the boats; I think to her, it's a rescue attempt. As soon as she got in the car to go home, she was out for the next 24 hours.  It was a big weekend for her!  Spoiled.  Spoiled rotten.


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