Molly (a.k.a the Mollsters, Molls, Molls Balls...)

Whenever you move into a new home, it always takes a while to get used to all it's little creaks and things that go bump in the night.  For instance, when I turn on the sink in my bathroom (yes, I have have my very own bathroom) the toilet makes a flushing noise.  I think it's just my toilet's way of reminding me that its there if I need it.  It's comforting.  Not so comforting is the light in the hallway that turned on on it's own last night.  And I know I wasn't just imagining it, because my mom saw it too. 

Thankfully, I now know which switch turns the lights in the garage on, and which one turns the furnace off.  I did think the switch was quite high for a light switch...but who am I to judge, right?  After two days of 11 degrees inside the house...it is no exaggeration when I say it was warmer outside than it was inside...the furnace fixer guy came and turned the switch "on".  Now I'm pretty sure that if it had been labelled, I wouldn't have turned the furnace off, but you never really know....

We're also getting used to Molly...

ummm...she's a puppy.  It's hard to get her to stay still.  I think that is her tail on the left...

Isn't she the cutest thing ever?

This is her model pose.

Molly is our new puppy.  She is a Cairn Terrier and she is three months old.  She is just the sweetest little thing ever.  She gets into everything...like the garbage and my sock drawer.  She loves my socks and my slippers.  She loves to bite Q's ankles.  I think for this reason, Q could either take her or leave her.  He's taking a while to warm up to her.  She thinks the whole world has been put here just to love her.  When we go for a walk, she has to say hello to her public, it's just hilarious.  She starts wimpering and jumping, like, "Oh my goodness, they're here for me.  They want to say 'Hi' to me.  Oh, I know they'd love me if they just got to meet me.  Oh how could they not? I'm just the cutest thing ever!!!" 

I know this is what she is thinking.  She gets it from me.

And then she has this pose.  Ears up, tail up, one paw forward, one paw back, front paws together.  She does this randomly during our walks.  When you're fabulous, I guess you never forget right?  Smell the ground...smell the ground...smell the ground....POSE.  It makes a 10 minute walk take 25 minutes when you have to stop and pose every three sniffs.  But I just love her little attitude. 

I think it would be great if people everywhere adopted the attitude of a three month old puppy.  Just imagine it, everyone you meet..."Hi!  Hi!  Hi!!!  How are you?  Oh, I am just so excited to see you.  You smell just so good.  I love you.  Do you love me?  We are going to be best friends, I can just feel it.  Oh, I just peed on your leg!  I love you, I love you, I love you..." 

I'm not gonna lie though, saying, "Molly make a poo!" in a baby voice does not actually encourage nor convince Molly to 'make' a poo.  Interestingly enough, letting her out of the kitchen onto the carpet for mere seconds does the trick in that regard...