Molly was a great dog! She was loved by many, yes she had her faults but who doesn't.  She was the runt of her litter and was picked on by her brothers and sisters.  The loved to climb on her.  Our family would commonly say that this is why she was the way she was. She loved walking and playing ball.  She could never get enough of those two things.  She even knew those to words and if you said either she was at your side waiting to go. She was also known as the little yipper because she liked to bark a lot or growl under her breath.  The ironic part is that she was acting like this big meany but was actually terrified and ran away then.  She would bark at people walking by through the windows or doors. She loved playing golf or Baseball with Dad and Alex.  She would play until Mom yelled at her because she was too tired and exausted.  Even towards the end, she would still want to go out and play, and the next day she would pay for it by not being able to move very well.  She loved getting her meal of people food after the holiday meals. Molly would wait patiently at the edge of the floor to see if she could come and get and thing that may have dropped. Even though I went I away to college, I never forgot her and she will always be my puppy.  I still miss her very much and Thanksgiving was not the same without her.  Mom and I even said "where is Molly when you need her" because a piece of turkey was dropped on the floor.  I love you very much, I will never forget you and pictures of you will stay around our family always.