I had been dogless for a little over a year when I decided it was time for me to adopt a puppy. I was in bad need of a four-legged friend. I have always been in favor of adopting animals from the local animal shelter and I wanted to do my part in rescuing a puppy.
I went to the Henderson County Animal Shelter in mid-August 2002 to see who needed a good home. The man working at the Animal Shelter took us around to the back to the enclosed area where all of the dogs were being housed and I walked up to the fence and all of the dogs came running over to me. This little white bundle of energy that was soon to be named Molly was jumping over the top of the other much bigger dogs to reach out to me.
I told him "that is the one," and we went and filled out the paperwork and I had a lifelong companion who has been with me ever step of the way since then. I found out that she had been about 5 minutes away from being euthanized. It was 11:25 when I adopted her. From that point on, every time Molly got into trouble, I tried bargaining with Molly by telling her that "I saved you from the gas chamber." She usually met that statement with raised eyebrows and great indifference.
Over the years Molly has saved me from family members, drug dealers, gold diggers, and strippers and she never me any of those threats with indifference but a great amount of care and concern and was always protecting my best interests. She knew who was bad for me and who was my friend. Not bad for a puppy who was found among the castoffs and the four-legged vagrants at the Henderson County Animal Shelter.
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