Don't Doubt The Dog

I should have learned years ago not to doubt Molly when she is trying to tell me something. This morning Molly and I had an animated discussion as to why she needed to go out again, only an hour after she had been out the first time of the morning. I rarely, if ever, win an argument with Molly so I decided it was in my best interests to take her out when she told me she had to go. I got up, threw some clothes on, and out into the chilly morning we went. It did not take Molly long to convince me that she really did need out, I should learn to listen to her without giving her any lip, and more importantly, be happy about it.