I guess this happens in the world of dogs too. Mollie found her soul
mate. Wrong species, wrong sex--but as far as Mollie is concerned,
this is the Human for her. Sadly, this human doesn't like large breed
dogs or dogs that shed.
Mollie is shedding now--the carpet in the sun room is covered with a
layer of dog hair. And my clothes--well, I wear old ratty clothes in the
house--she covers me in 10 minutes with her white fur. So I put her
outside, then change clothes before leaving.
The soul mate is my daughter. She saw Mollie for 10 minutes the first
night we brought her home. Mollie went nuts over her. The feeling was
not returned. My daughter prefers small breeds that do not shed at all,
like Toy Poodles. Me, I speak Dog. Never have had a problem
talking with or making them understand, What's a little dog hair between
best friends?
Poor Mollie. Unrequited love. Been there. Feel badly for her.
Poor Baby.
All For Now
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