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Molly is the sweetest girl, is loving life at her foster home with her canine friends, being spoilt and running around in the yard. She's active, like any puppy is, and loves to be outdoors. She's the goofiest mix of unknown breeds.
Molly in her brief life has gone through incredible trauma. At only a few months old she was dropped at at the owner's family member's house but those people hadn't asked for a dog nor did they care for it. So they kept her like a cat with the resident cat - not taking her outside. Ever. Then, when she was 9 months old they stuffed her in a rolling grocery bag (because poor Molly was so terrified that she didn't want to walk) and dumped her at the very scary, big and noisy Manhattan shelter. There she was out of her mind scared and wouldn't not walk. At all. She had to be carried to be taken into the yard and once there she'd still be a statue. Then just before Christmas someone paid a deposit to adopt her - but never picked her up. So as soon as that waiting period was over we went to get her. And oh was she one happy pup when she arrived at her foster home! She's now not only learning how to be a happy puppy and being well cared for but also all the ins and outs of good dog behavior. She still has a little anxiety but that's only understandable after everything she's gone through.
Molly is the sweetest girl, is loving life at her foster home with her canine friends, being spoilt and running around in the yard. She's active, like any puppy is, and loves to be outdoors. She's the goofiest mix of unknown breeds.
Molly in her brief life has gone through incredible trauma. At only a few months old she was dropped at at the owner's family member's house but those people hadn't asked for a dog nor did they care for it. So they kept her like a cat with the resident cat - not taking her outside. Ever. Then, when she was 9 months old they stuffed her in a rolling grocery bag (because poor Molly was so terrified that she didn't want to walk) and dumped her at the very scary, big and noisy Manhattan shelter. There she was out of her mind scared and wouldn't not walk. At all. She had to be carried to be taken into the yard and once there she'd still be a statue. Then just before Christmas someone paid a deposit to adopt her - but never picked her up. So as soon as that waiting period was over we went to get her. And oh was she one happy pup when she arrived at her foster home! She's now not only learning how to be a happy puppy and being well cared for but also all the ins and outs of good dog behavior. She still has a little anxiety but that's only understandable after everything she's gone through.
