It has been a hard week for our household - on Friday we had to say goodbye to our beautiful 'baby' Molly.
Nearly 13 and her quality of life had deteriorated over the past little while. My Dad who had worked with animals for as long as I can remember always told us that animals will let you know when it is time - and he is right, but the reality is that they often tell us before we are ready to hear it.
This week we could not put it off any longer - and the family said our goodbyes - not as easy as it looks in these photos - tears flowed - but she was ready......my DH and I took her to the Vet, who was wonderful and we stayed with her as she took her last breath - nothing prepared us for that moment - heartbreaking...only slightly eased by the knowledge that she was at peace and out of pain.
Molly was our first family pet and loved by us all - my husband and I, along with our three teenagers. She was the runt of the litter and it was love at first sight for us all, each one loving her in their own way and none more than the other - her memory is now something we treasure and are so grateful for all the love she brought into our home.
Molly is also sadly missed by Charlie, who is 10 and has been her partner since he arrived into our home at 8 weeks old - we are all spoiling him and I think he might eventually enjoy being 'solo' although looks around for her when he thinks we are not looking....
...and then there is Teisha - she is the newest member but runs the household - she had an 'understanding' with Molly and they had their own arrangements..
Molly - her memory fills our hearts! I like to think we will see her in Heaven, I know that there will be animals there as the 'Lion shall lay down with the lamb' but do not profess to know if they are our animals that will be there - but this I know - that He made animals for our pleasure and knows our hearts very well...in Him I trust!
In the meantime I am grateful for 13 years of unconditional love from our 'furbaby' - the way her tail would wag when she was happy and how it would drop when she was unsure. The puppy breath and the continual smooches, the way she loved each member of the family in their own way and wasn't worried if we were 'at our best' infact at these times she would love us even more. I am grateful for true 'puppy love!'
{{{hugs}}}
