Back From The Kennel

I got Molly out of hock from the kennel a day early this time in a driving rainstorm. She doesn't like the term "being pawned" but if I don't pay, she doesn't get out. She likes being free. I kept her at a different kennel this time and didn't like it as well as I do the one I normally keep her at, they did a good job. She was alive when I got there and none of them looked the worse for wear as my grandmother used to say. You can hear Molly straining down the hallway as he was bringing her to the front and she was so happy to be out. Luckily it is a much shorter drive from this kennel and she was happy to be home. She had a lot of peeing to do and started in immediately.