Home Alone

I had to leave Molly home alone during my hospital "visit" a lot longer than I wanted to but I did not have a lot of options. She made it through until I made it back home and then she settled right back into her routine of making sure that everyone knew that the bed was hers no matter how much space I needed for my foot. Every time I bumped her in the middle of the night I got a growl in return and my girlfriend had to wedge herself into the bed. Molly graciously allowed her a small sliver of space to sleep in but we all made it in there. It never ceases to amaze me that between us, me and my girlfriend probably weigh 450 pounds but we let a 55 pound dog have however bed space she wants which usually covers about one-third of the bed.