Meet Molly, whom we adopted earlier this week. Molly is 4 years old. Her owner lived at my FIL’s retirement apartment complex, until he became critically ill and needed to place her with someone.
For the last month, Molly’s been housed at the vet’s office kennel. When we brought her home, she ran like a mad woman through the house and can’t get enough of the fenced back yard. She’s a little over-weight, but I imagine running like a mad woman will help her get the weight off in no time.
She’s not used to more than an older man taking care of her, but she’s warming up to us and to our golden retriever nicely.
They even forage through the bathroom trash together.
How nice. 🙂