Well, I am very sad to say that our newest running partner, Molly, bit the dust today.
Molly - is (was) the newest member of our household. Even though she walked on all fours we found herself quickly falling in love with her. That is until she started pooping on our floor when we were gone. In case you haven't figured it out, she was a dog we adopted from the local pound. She was a sweet dog in almost every way except that she had a severe case of separation anxiety which seemed to worsen rather than improve as we tried to work to desensitize her. The good news is that the pound said that she is a very good candidate for a rescue since her only issue is the separation anxiety. They will be able to work with her on it.
I am sure Jenny is secretly saying (Thank Goodness!). There were several times during our morning runs where Molly spied some type of creature and took off to tree it, nearly cutting Jenny off at the knees.
Molly did help me struggle through this morning's humid run. Jenny and I were both suffering from our speed work the day before and I was dealing with lack of my usual amount of sleep due to taking 5 boys to the Loggers game. Nate must have running in his genes because he and his two friends won the Tidey Whitey race!
