Molly My Molly

We have known Molly for over a year, passing her by the lake by the garbage and together with two other dog friends. In the middle of the garbage people would put out food for them, I stopped and medicated them, and put frontline on them.

Molly was the one most loving. One day one dog was gone, killed we presume...another day the other one was gone, probably killed.

We tried to ask people to adopt her or foster her, no luck. On our way home from the dog walk I had the AFN team filming her situation and help me maybe find someone that could take her home.

We couldn't bring her in here, 14 dogs and another one can risk the harmony in the pack. And, my neighbor's they are so wonderfully patience with us.

I think it was a week ago I got a feeling that something bad would happen to Molly, I told my husband. He asked me several days what we should do? My answer was the same every day; "I don't know!"

Yesterday, Olivia our 4 year old daughter burst out, "Molly is dead, she doesn't have any eyes, she died in the fire!"

Todd drove out to see Molly but she was gone...the whole surrounding area was burned down.

We are keeping our eyes open, and keep driving past, hoping against hope that she will turn up. But increasingly, we fear that Olivia's channeling is right. And the world has lost another sweet, innocent soul, needlessly.

Hit and Left... the closure

[This is a update to the "Hit and Left" entry below. Please read it first]

Sad news this evening.

The Vet clinic called to say that the blood tests on Franz were not good. He had a very elevated white-blood count, and signs of severe kidney and liver damage. They also believed he had tumors in his organ(s), and internal bleeding. They recommended euthanizing him.

Reluctantly, I had to agree. He was old and with these injuries, his life was going to be short and painful. Still, it was a tough decision.

So sad, no micro-chip. No collar or tags. No owner to call, nobody to mourn him, or miss him.

Later this night, they did the autopsy at my request. Here is part of the email I received from Dr. Friz:

Dear Mia,

the dog had a bad tumor in the liver and was hit by a car: bleeding in the abdomen, one of the kidneys was completely damaged. Thanks for collecting him and put him out of his misery.

Dorothea

Dear Franz, we are so sorry this was the end for you. But glad you are no longer in pain. Your work on earth this time is done. Bon voyage. Say hello to Morris for us.

Morning Missions AWL

Yesterday morning, there was a beautiful, medium-size dog killed by a car up on our main road. What a terrible sight, his guts were hanging outside his body, I couldn't even bring my camera.

My husband told me about it on his way to work. I ran down to our garage and brought out a dog bed that was a little torn on the side and a big blanket from Naples Friends of Animals.

Antionetta, the animal store owner saw me and came running to help me lift him from the street and to the side. The dog was "new" in the neighborhood, and not old, maybe one - two years-old.

I move the dead dogs because I find it very disturbing to see these beautiful animals laying in the street, and people pass them like they are trash, and many times with children watching as well.

Also I want children to learn by example that we respect animals even when the animals are dead.

And one last reason is...if it was my dog laying there, I would hope someone would stop and put him to the side, and say some last Amore words to my friend.