Molly: A Day In The Life
- Scratch at Mummy’s door but she can’t hear me over her avalanche impression.
- Go potty.
- Bark to wake up Mummy.
- Watch her stand in my poo and go potty.
- Hide in the cushion like a cutie pie.
- Get cuddled for reassurance that Mummy loves me despite what she is sure is a mistake on my part. Phew.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy.
- Demand breakfast.
- Turn nose up at breakfast.
- Let Mummy hand feed me my breakfast of expensive tinned dog meat.
- Love Mummy. Manage a sticky lick to her face.
- Love Mummy. Wonder why she’s looking a little nauseated.
- Sleep behind Mummy while she’s at the computer.
- Wake up, irritated by the noise Mummy makes when she falls off her little bit of the seat.
- Love Mummy: if I’m going to be awake, I might as well enjoy it.
- Watch Mummy trying to type one-handed while I sit on her lap for an extended belly rub.
- Sleep.
- Take the occasional sniff at Toby’s bottom, particularly when he wants a fuss off Mummy.
- Drool as Mummy eats lunch.
- Refuse to let her up until I get my tithe.
- Sleep, exhausted from eating my protection money.
- Demand walk.
- Tolerate grooming/harness, putting on of/coat, putting on of/coat, taking off of, harness, taking off of/coat, putting on of/harness, putting on of.
- See rain. Refuse to leave house.
- Tolerate harness, taking off of/coat, taking off of.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy.
- Sleep.
- Ignore the weird kid, who sleeps in the room next door to Mummy, when he comes downstairs, eats, grunts, and returns to his hole.
- Drool as Mummy eats dinner.
- Refuse to let her up until I get my tithe.
- Demand dinner.
- Turn nose up at dinner.
- Let Mummy hand feed me my dinner of expensive soft pellets.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy.
- Sleep.
- Cuddle Daddy while Mummy’s busy, keeping my eyes trained at all times on Mummy.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy.
- Stick to Mummy like poo to her toes as she prepares for bed; she’s going nowhere without me.
- Wait patiently to be lifted on to the bed because I’m too feeble to jump up myself.
- Have extended cuddle until Mummy’s arms ache, her tea goes cold and she knocks her Kindle onto the floor while trying to reach around me.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy.
- Sleep.
- Disturbed by Mummy trying to get comfortable on her tenth of the bed.
- Wait until she settles then sit on the most awkward part of her body (varies according to whether she’s lying on her front, back or side).
- Sleep.
- Disturbed by Daddy giving me a goodnight cuddle before he puts me out of the room so he can go to bed.
- Intensely dislike Daddy for separating me from Mummy.
- Wait for Daddy to fall asleep and try to sneak back in, jump easily onto the bed and wiggle my way between them, sleeping long ways to get comfortable; but he’s on to me and he shuts the door properly this time.
- Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Love Mummy. Can’t be separated from Mummy.
- Scratch at Mummy’s door but she can’t hear me over her avalanche impression.
- Go potty.
It’s a dog’s life!
And swap the pictures and a few very tiny details, and the article could be a good reflection of a whippet’s life. (He’s snoozing on his beanbag behind me right now, having finally crawled out from under the duvet!)
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We are a sorry bunch of owners, aren’t we? And do we care? NO! Our dogs love us and that’s all that matters.
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That was a hilarious read, Tilly. Gorgeous pics too. PS: You do have wonderful hair. 😉
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She is beautiful, isn’t she? I am utterly besotted with her.
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Molly is adorable! 🙂
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You have excellent taste 🙂
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Tilly, brilliant written – so funny and full of love… you should be a stand up comedian. What an adore little thing. Love the photo with him under the rug or blanket.
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She spends her life covered up. She really feels the cold 🙂
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sorry, that I called her … for him – it said very clearly in your post that it’s a lady – not the first time I mix up sexes and not the last neither. SHE are adorable.
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If I could speak Swedish as well as you speak English, or at all, I’d complain; but I can’t and don’t, so I won’t 🙂
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Thanks … !!!! Didn’t have to with my writing .. more about my reading *laughter.
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Freud would love this!
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Oh? Does he have a dog too? 😉
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Go read this at a poetry reading. Free verse in Yorkie persona, that has to be a first.
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It’s not a poem!
Is it?
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Yes it is.
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😀 xx
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Despite cute pic, I am still glad I am petless.
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Yes; there are days when I can see the advantage…and the feeling lasts only as long as it takes to be looked at with adoration 🙂
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This was one of the funniest posts I have read in a long time.
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This is one of the best comments I have read in a long time 🙂
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T.B, Molly sounds like a dog than only Mum could like. 🙂
I would take a liking to her though, and vicer versa I’m sure.
Our dogs, Adi (beagle) and Amber (toy poodle) (you can search my blog for them) sleep in our bedroom on their beds. We lock them in with a baby gate as we don’t want them roaming the house while we are asleep.
For sure your Molly has it made! 🙂
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That’s for sure!
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Wonderful photos 😆
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😀 Thanks 😀
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I don’t think I could stand anything that focused on me, even if it was totally focused on itself while it focussed on me. No, thanks.
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Knowing how you feel about Sandra, I suspect you are the focuser… 🙂
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Jasmine would NOT get a tummy rub if she pooped on the floor!!!
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I let a decent time lapse 🙂
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Oh a dog’s life. We know about that at our house. I like the part about turning up your nose up at first class dog food. We know about that too. Would rather eat cat droppings if we can find them. Dianne
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Um, don’t think I’ll visit you after all. Not for a meal, anmyway 🙂
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Nice name! You called her Molly because…? She looks like a Molly?
Mam used to have Cairn terriers and they too were doted upon.
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She came with the name; so did Toby. I’ll have to re-post the story.
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What a cute little dog!!!! Makes me want one… but then, I travel…
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Then you are wise not to have one.
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Ah, it’s a dog’s life…ain’t it just?
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Certainly for our two 🙂
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such precious photos, and i think she loves her mommy
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Just a little 🙂
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Isn’t it funny how they just take over our lives?
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And how we let them 😀
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That is so cute and the best 24 hrs of anyone’s life but especially a lovely pooch like you have
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I have two. I must do Toby’s life – it’s quite different.
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Cute doggy..cute post!
Happy Saturday!
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Thanks!
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Love it … and your pics are absolutely adorable 🙂
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I fancy a Yorkie and I don’t mean a chocolate bar!
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They are adorable 🙂
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So it seems Molly loves mummy 🙂 and I bet mummy loves Molly!
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Love Molly! Love Molly! Love Molly!
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I tried to visit you but you’re not there.
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Love Tilly. Love Tilly. Love Tilly.
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I’ve just realised that I stole my answer to Jess from you. I’m a plagiarist!
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Molly has a kindred spirit in Jack. You are a wonderful Mommy.
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The dogs think so. Not sure about my kids 🙂
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What a GORGEOUS little soul to share your life with, Tilly!
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She is 🙂
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Sounds like our Poppy’s life! She is my shadow, watches me like a hawk and never lets me out of her sight! She sleeps on our bed (of course!), and In winter she crawls up behind my pillow to keep warm and I feel like I’m wearing a Davy Crockett hat!
I can’t get angry with her whatever she does, I am besotted with her – and you know that feeling!
I loved your post Tilly – thanks for the laugh.
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I’ll have to train Molly to do that one in winter 🙂
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When I die I want to come back as your dog or maybe mine!
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Okay, but I’d better warn you that toe-licking is part of the job description. That’s what Molly seems to think, anyway 🙂
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Oh! thank you for sharing a day in the life of yout precious little Yorkie. I had two, Rosie and Lulu and they were the lights of my life. I miss them every day. I too had many days like that. Yorkies are little heart stealers! (I adore reading your blog. It always makes me smile!)
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Just like your comment made me smile! Thanks 🙂
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Must be tought being a dog at your house! I’m guessing the alpha dog is actually the dog. 😉
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You got that right 🙂
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I’m not even going to ask what Mummy’s avalanche impression is. If it’s not snoring, I don’t want to know!
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Hehe! I really didn’t think that one through, did I?
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Love this!! Thanks!!
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Lovely Tilly… great photos too 🙂
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Thanks. All the Hub’s work 🙂
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Awww! Too cutie. Getting cavities just reading….
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