My+Memory+Molly

Imagine a little whining dog.She has black fur.Not a purebread but mixed with a chow and a black lab. She is hurt, she is sad,and she is lonley.That was my dog now she is playful and happy.

Why am I talking about her because we have to talk about our favorite things. She is my favorite because she used to be my grandpas doggie.She has black fur and an orange collar and smells up the house.When we got her we where all sad especially my mom because it was here dad that died. We got Molly on December 6, 2007, 5 days after my grandpa died.

When she first came to our house she didnt want to go downstairs or anything she was very homesick. She has loved me and listened to me and that is why I love her.