I may have taken a hiatus from blogging…but rest easy that Molly hasn’t changed a bit. While she hasn’t bitten any mailmen lately, she DID trap one of our dinner guests in the bathroom last month. (I mean of COURSE she’s ill-behaved. Let’s count how many dinner parties she attended during the first 11 years of her life in Nashville…ummm, yeah there was that one…lessee, and that other night….oh yeah, that’s right… ZERO would be how many dinner parties she attended before moving into the Williams-Sonoma sponsored epicenter of entertaining fetes here in California)
And there was that one incident where she nibbled on the neighbor’s finger…and it required stitches…and who even KNEW that you have arteries in your finger anyway??? Puh-leaze.
But even with her curmudgeon side, she has COMPLETELY conned the dog sitter into thinking she is starving to death. Yeah, you know the little Spanish cleaning lady who can’t seem to tolerate ME – yeah, she’s slipping Molly puperoni on the sly. “But ze is so hungreee.”
But ALL of that is going to pale in comparison to the story I will have to tell if she ever catches that skunk in the back yard.
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