Inside the mind

To describe myself would be impossible. Try to sort through the aimless dialogue that goes through my head and figure me out for yourself. I'm still trying.

Wednesday, February 21, 2007

The Moment of Molly



I recently took a trip to the animal shelter here locally. I was not going to get a dog. I only wanted to look. I started around the kennels and didn't really see something I liked. The last cage was in sight and all of a sudden mad barking erupted from within its cold bars and cement. As I came in sight of the occupant within, she bounced forth with tongue and a wagging tail. I began to pet "Kricket" and she leaned upon the bars. As I talked to the dog, I saw Molly staring back at me. Something inside said take this dog home. So....I did.

I had 2 days with this beautiful dog. She knew how to shake, sit, lay down, walk on a leash. She was friendly with everyone that she saw. Then out of nowhere she growled as one of Tammy's kids tried to pet her. Not having it. She was returned back to the Animal shelter with a full revue in the hopes that some single guy or single woman or couple who could not have children would adopt her.


I was heartbroken......


As I left the animal shelter I forced myself to stop by a vet's office that has animals for adoption. Their policy is no aggressive animals. As I entered, I spotted a playpen in the lobby full of puppies. I told myself "look for a Lab. Look for a Lab. DO NOT LOOK IN THE PLAYPEN!!" .....


Well as you can imagine with my A.D.D. and my love for things small, I ended up looking into the playpen.....and as you can see......Emma was there to steal my heart.