Molly came to me a week after my dog Tipsy died. I got her from the pound but it was her that saved me and not the other way around. She was the most affectionate dog I've ever been around. She'd be in my face every morning giving kisses, every morning for 8 years, from the very day I got her. She'd lean herself into me, lick my nose a few times, and roll over for belly rubs. I sang her a special song all the time and she'd wiggle her butt in that crooked wiggle way with her ears flopping. If she wasn't beside me touching me, she'd always look for me. If I was up doing stuff and glanced to where we always sat together, she had her eye on me. She was the best camping, going for a ride, best loyal friend I ever had. She will be missed forever. Run free Molly Momma Dog! You can go chase snakes and opossums all you want now.