The Legacy of Molly

mollybag

Molly is now with us in spirit. As I wrote yesterday I feel her presence whenever I get in the car, where she and I spent countless hours. But her influence remains because if it was not for the happy, sweet and cheerful Papillon side of her we probably would never had considered getting a Papillon. Molly was a rescue, what some might say an “accident” in our lives. However, if she was an accident, she was the most wonderful accident that one could encounter. As we found out with Molly, these little babies are tough and have an attitude to match. They are sweet, but when they want they can be defiant as hell, something that I find most endearing.

pappy puppies

When Molly abandoned Judy to keep me alive we ended up getting Minnie, or her as she is known by her full name “Minnie Scule.” Minnie has been wonderful. She is sweet, smart and compared to Molly a bit on the serious side. In February, with Molly showing the effects of age and Minnie needing a play-mate we got Izzy, or “Izzy Bella.” Of course like all of our dogs we don’t always go by those names. Minnie is sometimes just known as “the Scule” while Izzy has a number of nicknames including “Bella, Belle, Izzy and Bellaisama”  which in a way almost sound like Mafia nicknames. Molly had her own share of nicknames being Molly Fur, Fur Puppy, the Moll, or just plain Fur. In the past few months these two little dogs have become inseparable buddies and partners in crime, this has led to us simply calling out “Pappies!” when we want their attention.  The two little brats respond to that very well.

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They play incessantly with each other and us. Those who have pappies know that when they start playing that they can get are known as the “zoomies” where they run like little bats out of hell and make you chase them. When we first got Molly we lived in places without fences, which meant when she got the zoomies she made us chase her around the neighborhood and through the woods behind the house until she was tired and we were angry. Thankfully we have a fenced back yard and when Minnie and Izzy get the zoomies it is a bit safer for all concerned.

pappy puppies 2

We miss our Molly but we are blessed. Again thank you all for your wonderful expressions of sympathy and condolence this week. Those words have meant so much to both of us.

Tomorrow I am going to publish, or possibly begin a short series on Armed Forces Day which occurs this weekend.

Have a great night,

Peace

Padre Steve+

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2 responses to “The Legacy of Molly

  1. Shirley Dundas

    You guys are in our prayers everyday, and we know that Molly will always be with you, but you are lucky to have the other two “pappies” as they need you and you need them. Needless to say, all the fruit is gone, and was enjoyed especially by the kids and Darren could live on fruit forever. I had never had this before and was really impressed and loved it as a gift for almost anyone. Again, thank you all, and guess it was Judy’s idea but it’s a really good and healthy gift. Take care and stay well and I really miss having our Navy and military bases and presence in No.Cal. but we try not to be bitter as it’s bad in lots of places. I especially miss seeing the Blue Angels and any carriers or ships like we used to have. God bless you and thank you again always. Love, Mom 

  2. Marty

    My best-loved dog was a Bichon Frise and would sometimes do the “Bichon Blitz” tearing back and forth through the house. It must be a variation on the zoomies, using up some of that small-dog energy. Your “pappies” sound like lots of fun. Long may they zoom!

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