January, 2018


MOLLY AND ME – FEAR

Molly has developed an irrational fear. For some reason that I cannot understand, she is terrified of my fly swatter. Whenever I swat a fly (and they come in droves, uninvited, when I start to cook dinner) or kill a mosquito, she runs into my neighbour’s house (I live in a granny flat on the property of my son’s parents-in-law) …Continue reading →

MOLLY AND ME – WARFARE

Molly is a warrior. At least she thinks she is! She challenges every dog in the street, no matter how big or small they may be, as we walk by (as long as they are safely behind a secure gate or high wall, of course). All 5 kg of her is pure aggression, despite her being well-socialised as a puppy. …Continue reading →

MOLLY AND ME – DIET

Molly is on diet! Of course, she must be on diet because she’s a dog. Just as for we humans, not all foods are good for her. Besides that, she is a spayed female which means that, without careful control, she could put on weight and add strain to her elongated spine. It’s up to me, her human mom, see …Continue reading →

MOLLY AND ME – CONTENTMENT

“Me” time! Do you have “me” time?  From 5 to 7 in the morning is strictly my time – and Molly knows it. After she has had her little run outside to do the necessary – and sometimes that includes exploring the same garden she has explored dozens of times before – she comes inside and waits patiently for me …Continue reading →

MOLLY AND ME – PERSISTENCE

Molly gets ten out of ten for persistence. I take Molly for a walk every afternoon… Well, let’s be honest. Most of the time she takes me for a walk… actually, we go “drag racing”! She drags, and I race! You see, she hasn’t yet learned who is the boss and who is the dog and who is supposed to …Continue reading →

MOLLY AND ME – DISCIPLINE

At fourteen months, I guess it’s normal for Molly to have a little trouble with discipline. Like all human children, she also has a mind of her own. The problem, though, is that she doesn’t know what is good for her. If she had her way, she’d chew every old bone, or bit of discarded food she finds on the pavement …Continue reading →