Molly
Molly,my Beautiful Girl..
I first met you and your Brother Scamp when you was just 2 hours old.
Then when you was both 8 weeks old,you came home with me.
You were a wee diva,always pushing in front of Scamp for strokes and licks.
As you grew,your tail became a lethal weapon!
It would whip our legs,the furniture and the floor when we spoke to you.
On our walks you would always find the really filthy puddles and roll in them.
You loved your ball,and loved swimming in rivers,streams and the beach.
As for treats,your favourite was toast.
You were so friendly,you was with me when i was sad,and you were great with all the grandchildren.
Sadly we let you gain your wings at home,and it was with such dignity and peaceful.We was all with you.
Until we meet again,i will cherish all our memories.
28/01/2013-28/03/25