Molly

This is Nathan’s sweet girl Molly. We adopted her two years ago. Our vet guesses she’s a cocker spaniel-boxer mix, which looks right, but for some reason Lea gets mad when I call her a “boxacock.”

At first, Molly was going to spend the majority of her days outside.

Then, Molly was going to be inside most of the time, but primarily in the kitchen.

Then, Molly could come out of the kitchen, but only when someone was with her.

Then, Molly could roam the house when we were home, but she couldn’t come in the master bedroom.

Then, Molly could come in the master bedroom but she couldn’t get on the bed.

Now, Molly can get on the bed, but only on top of the blanket. She can’t get on the sheets.

So far, this line has held the longest.

Is there a greater persuasive force than an affectionate, pretty dog?

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