My Anniversary/Birthday

March 21st was a special day. It marked the one year anniversary of me being in my forever home!

Boy, has my life changed since my days in the puppy mill in Kansas! I am so lucky, but my mom tells me she's lucky too! It took me a long time (about ten months) to get use to the good life i.e. sleeping in a bed, sleeeping on a couch, getting delicious food that is all mine, GREENIES!, and probably best of all, getting hugs, kisses and belly rubs everyday! Yes, everyday!

Also, because Mommy doesn't know when my real birthday is, we celebrate it on the day I was adopted. I suppose you know what a birthday is. I never did until now. My "special" day started with pancakes for breakfast! Yay! They were yummy! Then Mommy left for a while while I napped, and when she came home she had presents for me! I got iced cinnamon roll doggie cookies, a little blue squeaky elephant that I named Blue, and a purplish thingy which is stuffingless that squeaks. I thought, WTH? Why is Mommy giving me a sock? But you know what? I like it! It is soft. In bed, Mommy holds it up in the air and I jump up and get it! That's fun for me.

I am a lucky dog. Have I said that before? Well, it's true. And it's worth repeating over and over again.

The Sunny Side of the Couch

I know everybody has their favorites. Favorite side of the bed. Favorite seat at the dinner table. Favorite toothpaste! I have a favorite too. It's where I spend about 16 hours a day. The right side of the couch. And in the afternoon, it just so happens to be the sunny side.

While it is warm when the sunlight filters in through the lace-covered door, there is more to it than that. I feel safe there. I feel secure. When my mommy is sitting next to me watching TV or working on her laptop I feel like the luckiest dog in the world! No one is going to hurt me. No one is going to force me to have babies anymore. I have a home. I am part of a family.

I am loved.

Lucky Number Seven

Before moving to Maryland from the puppy mill in Kansas I had a different name. Can you guess what it was? I was called #7. Yup. I was just a number. However, maybe it was lucky for me. I have a mommy who loves me now. I have a comfy couch to snooze on all day long. I have a warm bed to sleep in at night.

Yup. I'm a lucky pup. I don't hate the number seven. My mom says she's the lucky one to have me in her life, so we both came out winners. Vegas, look out!

Life is Good

I am adjusting to the easy life in Maryland now. I love my new forever home...a lot! It is hard to beleve it has been six months already.

I am going to start being better about writing in my blog, I promise! I want to start by talking about the doggy dip party I went to after Labor Day. I had so much fun! I wasn't scared to be around all the people there. I sniffed a lot of dogs. I didn't dare go in the pool though. Baby steps for now! I even let two nice ladies hold me on their laps...keeping one eye on my mommy at ALL times!

My mommy was so proud of me that she stop putting that funny pill in my cheese pieces in the morning. Hey wait...when was the last time I had a cheese piece in the morning?

Hello Maryland!

Hi Y'all!

I am Mollie. I am approximately four years old. My mommy doesn't know for sure because I was recently rescued from a puppy mill in Kansas. I was a breeder. Literally. I don't know exactly how many puppies I've sired in my short life, but it was a lot! I am done with that now thanks to the Westie Rescue of the Mid Atlantic. They brought me to Annapolis, Maryland, and that is where I met my mommy three months ago.

I am very timid. I don't know how to walk on a leash and I still pee and poo in the house, but I do it on piddle pads 85% of the time! I get scared when I am outside. I just want to be on the sofa all the time! I am okay when people come in my house when my mommy is here, but I don't like meeting people outside... yet.

I love my stuffies, especially the ones that squeak! I bring them ALL to bed at night. Mommy let me sleep in her bed one night, and now I am hooked! Mommy says I am getting fat and she is going to start making me go for longer walks. When I am outside I just want to run home and jump on the sofa.

Someday I am sure I will be ready to make new friends and play outside, but for now I am taking it slow. Real slow!

P.S. The pics above show what I looked like the day Mommy brought me home and two weeks later with my new 'do! Aren't I a cutie?