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Molly

• Also answers to: Molly Girl or Molly Moo or Little One
• Best trick: Molly, like her breed, dances on her hind legs
• Quirkiest habit: Grabs the armchair covers, Kleenex tissuses, or newspaper, and chews them if you aren't watching
• Why I chose this dog: We wanted a small. fluffy, non-yappying, hypo-allergetic, and low shedding dog. After much research and reading this breed seemed to be the perfect fit for us.
• Is not a fan of: Molly is not too keen on loud noises or the rain. She doesn't like to get her feet wet.

More about Molly

Our Molly Girl is the love of my life and the ten pound plus terror at times to her Dad. She's been much easier to live with now that she leaves his shoe laces alone. We are still working on letting him read the paper in peace.

She is just as the breed is described; small, fluffy, happy, smart but with a touch of stubbornness and wants to be with people. Molly is constantly curled in my lap or at my feet with her small muzzle drapped across my shoe. She picks up her Nylabone and jumps gracefully onto my lap were she will chew away or curl up and snooze for long time periods. For those times when she's on the floor, her small legs are often laid out behind her making her look half again as long. I love watching her walk into a room and lay by sliding backward to the floor. Sometimes she'll lay there and look at her paws one at a time; left - right - left - right.

Often in the evening as she sits on my lap I brush her hair. She use to bite the brush but is getting better at allowing me to groom her. Now she stretches as I brush her back, ears, and sides. Grooming her legs is still a bit of a fight, as they will mat especially if wet from the rain or snow. But Dad often lends a hand during full grooming time which helps greatly; so do doggie treats. Considered a non-shedding breed, there are only small amounts of dog hair in the brush which when removed feels as though a cotton ball had been pulled apart.

Outside we laugh when she tries to chase squirrels or rabbits in the yard, or on a breezey day when Molly can't decide which leaf to run after first. Watching her squat, plan her run, and start racing after a leaf only to be distracted by another leaf blowing by at a different rate of speed is hilarious. Her pouncing run is quite endearing.

As my husband has so keenly observed, "You certain love that little fuzzball." He's right of course.