Molly

About 11 years ago, I went to the feed and seed store and there in a cage were kittens. A brother and sister who were huddled together obviously scared to death. They weighed less than a pound each. Later that day, I called my husband at work and said, I got some kittens.......silence.......then, what do you mean kittenSSS??? Wow that started a long relationship with our two cats, Max and Molly.

Here they are when they first came home. I'm not really sure if they thought the rooster was their mama, but they liked being next to her. They also loved our big lab Sam. When he died, they were so lonely. So I got two little dogs to replace one big guy. I know, I know. Two dogs?????

For a few days, Molly.....the grey tabby.....had been acting oddly. We didn't pay her too much mind, since she was an odd kitty. She was never very social and liked only one person, Matt. She was his cat. When he left to go to college, Molly was inconsolable. Tuesday, we noticed she seemed swollen, even her face. So off we went to the vet. As soon as he saw her, he whisked her away and that was the last we saw of her. She was a mystery even in death. Our vet did every test and kept her on a warming table, but she died during the night, just too sick to get better.

She loved to sit in front of that door in the sun. She wouldn't venture outside though. Everybody misses her. The other animals are all moping around.




I have to say we have the sweetest vet. He was so kind and each time he called, he tried to be as comforting as possible. Thanks, Dr. F for your loving care of all our animals.

So, we bid goodbye to Molly. She was a good old girl.