I’ve talked a lot this month about my family, both my extended family and my little family at home, but it’s time I talk about two more members of my family, my furbabies. No matter how much they cause problems, I am thankful for my Molly and my Abby for keeping me on my toes and providing some amazing companionship.
Meet Molly (German Shepherd/Boxer mix) and Abby (Chinese Pug), our furbabies.
Molly is our home protector and will bark at anything and everything. She has a mean bark, a friendly bark, and an irritated bark. She is the most playful of the two and thinks she’s a lap dog. Every morning when we wake up, she is jumping around like a jack rabbit, hoping that we will let her outside so she can go check out all the things she’s been barking at all night long.
Molly was a rescue dog that we found through an online listing. The owners were giving away the puppies for a bag of dog food and when we went to see them, they all had ribs showing and were so sad looking. We wanted to take them all, but we were pushing it by accepting one dog into our rental home, plus we couldn’t afford to feed more than one dog. On the 20 minute drive home, Molly laid her head on 3 year old Benjamin’s lap and slept the whole way. Once we had her home, we hadn’t thought about dog food for ourselves so we cut up some hot dogs for her and put them in a bowl. Benjamin wanted to sit with her and have his own hot dogs so we cut some up for him as well. Benjamin got up to get a drink and Molly stuck her head in his bowl. Before we knew it, Benjamin told her “no” and reached for his bowl and starving Molly just backed away. That is when we knew that she loved Benjamin and would forever protect him.
Abby is our little pain in the butt. She refuses to go outside on a regular basis and will really only go out if I go out with her. So, we clean up her messes every single day and have done so for the past four years. She is a little yip yappy dog who only barks when Molly is riled up or when her bowl is empty. She eats non-stop, but never grows. She will gather up the food in her mouth and then take it somewhere else in the house to eat it. We find dog food pieces all over the house and they feel like LEGO bricks when you step on them!
Abby was somewhat of a rescue dog as well. Abby was the runt of the litter (which is why she won’t grow) and the lady who had her was planning to keep her and take care of her, but once Abby was past the “scary” stage of being a runt, then she decided she couldn’t afford to keep her. We actually paid a little for Abby, but she is worth it because she is always excited to see us and has the hyperactivity of a Pug. She is my baby and loves to cuddle with me (once she’s done licking my nose and eyes).
A little over a year ago, we came home from a trip to Tyler and found Abby’s eye popped out of the socket. It was so scary and we don’t know how long it had been out, but we figure the two just got to playing and maybe got too rough. I rushed her to the animal hospital and the vet was able to pop it back in and sew her eye shut. She had a cone of shame for several weeks and then the vet took out the stitches. We were all amazed to find out that she appears to still be able to see just fine and although the eye is a little crooked, she seems to be just fine. The eye still gets a little irritated from time to time and some days it looks more crooked than others, but I think overall she’s okay.
So, today I’m thankful for Molly and Abby and the joy they bring to our family. I hope we have many more years with them! Maybe for Thanksgiving, I will make them some PupCakes!
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