After practice this morning, I went by the Humane Society...just to browse, I told myself. As I went through the kennels, I thought about how Molly Brown came into her own over the three and a half years I had her. And how that coming into her own just kept happening as she became more comfortable and sure of herself. And I thought of how that happens to people as well, as they do their work and come into their own. It is such a blessing to watch, this coming into one's own.
I realized today - again - that I'm not quite ready for the next dog. Molly Brown stole my heart and I'm not through that time of mourning. So, a picture of soft and gentle Molly Brown who never once growled (well, not at people at least!) She was the best.
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