Molly is such a petulant child aka "Fur Baby." When I shut her up in my room in the mornings when I leave, she throws her food all over the floor in a bit of a temper tantrum. When I come home at the end of the day, she has thrown her food bowl up against my door. My roommate says he can hear the bowl bouncing off the door about thirty minutes after I leave. I would love to put one of those pet cams on her to see exactly what she does.
Everyone that has ever had the chance to meet Molly has referred to her as "spoiled." I think Molly has taken spoiled to a whole new level but I believe that she has earned that right. She has looked after me for 12 1/2 years and protected me from strippers, an ex-wife, and pissed off girlfriends.
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