But most of the time, I am heard to ask, “Where’s Molly?” I get concerned when I can’t find her, because when she disappears, you just never know what she’s up to.
Is she plotting to take Toffee’s stick away while he’s still chewing it?
Has she parked her fanny in Dee Dee’s favorite chair outside, while she watches the squirrels and birds?
Is she attacking the water hose while Alan waters some plants, nearly drowning herself in the process?
Has another sandal lost its strap due to her uncontrollable need to gnaw?
Has she snapped another branch off of one of my beloved blue berry bushes?
Believe it or not, she isn’t always causing mischief. I have gained a healthy admiration for her ability to sleep just about anywhere.
So where’s Molly?
She might be under the snack bar in the kitchen…
She might be napping on Toffee’s bed in Dee Dee’s room…
And after watching Dee Dee cook dinner and hoping for a snatchel, she finally gives up…
In an effort to cut down on some of the mud in the yard, Alan and I “worked like dogs” to put in a mulch ring around one of the trees. And where was my little helper, Molly? Toffee pointed out that she was passed out by the storage shed…
And later, she had to try out our handiwork before we even finished!
After my long day of yard work, I’m tired and ready to go to bed. Where’s Molly?
Molly’s passed out behind the exercise machine/coat rack in Robert’s office!
I guess being so cute and cuddly is exhausting!