Last week, our Molly girl turned two years old. It is amazing how fast she has grown up and how much has happened in these two short years.
We got Molly in April of 2022, one year after I retired. Dan was still working shift work so it was typically just Molly and me. I worked with her a lot in those first few months. She is very smart so she was a quick learner. She crushed commands like ‘sit’ and ‘stay’ in no time!
We made regular trips to the vet for vaccinations, spaying, and post surgery check-up. Molly handled it all like a pro. Her $ value increased exponentially. 💸💸
Dan came with us to help Molly maneuver her first bath. He bathed, I assisted, Molly enjoyed!
The steel company that Dan worked for ‘temporarily’ closed down their pipe plant where he worked in February of 2023. He was now home full-time. Molly quickly adjusted to having Mom and Dad cater to her.
Taking Molly to the dogpark soon became one of Dan’s daily ‘chores’. I went with them until late last fall when my lungs couldn’t handle the wind in the open park. They kept up the routine except for a couple of bitterly cold weeks this January.
Last fall, we also started hiking some of the trails in and around Regina. Molly loved being out in the country. Walking on a leash, not so much.
In November, Dan officially retired. Molly went from being ‘MY’ girl, to being ‘OUR’ girl, to being ‘DAD’S’ girl.
Most mornings, Dad feeds her. Later they head to the park, while I do my workout. Molly runs and wrestles with her friends, while Dad hangs out and chats with the other humans.
Afternoons are for resting and waiting for Dad to get back from running errands.
And evenings, after I get to feed her, are dedicated to lounging with Dad. Occasionally I try to join them, but then Molly has to choose between her spot next to Dad or her spot by the window. That never goes well, so it is generally easier to stay in my own little rocking chair.
I have to admit, I had no idea what we were getting ourselves into when this little ball of fur came into our lives. What I thought would be just a ‘big old dog’ has turned out to be anything but ‘JUST’ ! When people see her, tell us how beautiful and ask us where they can get a Great Pyrenees of their own, my first inclination is to warn them that we make living with a Molly dog looks way easier than it actually is.
Molly is indeed beautiful and happy. She can be gentle, chill, polite, patient, quiet, obedient and well behaved. She prefers to be stubborn, loud, boisterous, destructive (as in an “I accidentally ate a tree” sort of way). She prefers to get attention when she wants it – in any way she can get it. Her favourite way, is to snatch Dan’s slippers or my pillow or any towel, blanket, cardboard box, pail, or well – pretty much anything!
Regardless, life with Molly is life worth living. Two years down and the best is yet to come. 💞😊
Take care and have a great day! 💞🌞
Seclusion 101 with AnneMarie 