Go ahead, pick one

I mentioned the third realtor lady coming out, but I think I skipped the part about Molly, the Other Wonder Dog.

While the lady was here, Molly rang the servant's bell to go outside. This impressed the lady all to hell. I didn't tell her that Molly will ring the bell when Baby has to go outside too. I didn't want to show off.

After a while, Molly was showing some signs of stress, so I gave her an extra prednisone pill. Maybe half an hour later, Molly came to me and told me she needed medication. I got up, and went to the cupboard, and took out two bottles of pills - her neck medicine and her stomach medicine.

The lady looked at me, and saw me hold the two bottles up in front of Molly. She said, "If that dog picks one, I am out of here, that is too scary!" Molly smiled at her, jumped up, and stuck her nose firmly on the stomach medicine.

I laughed. I said, "Oh, geez, she is absolutely right. I am not supposed to give her prednisone on an empty stomach. Her tummy probably does hurt." I gave both dogs a small milkbone after I gave Molly the pill.

The lady's jaw was on her chest. She said, "That dog belongs on TV! She deserves her own SHOW!"

This is the dog that I swear hates the car because I won't let her drive.

 

(She did fine at the vet's for her shot and blood draw, even though they had an emergency right before we got there and I had to entertain them outside for 40 minutes - not easy with a 'roided up dog on Valium. I also decided Baby is not a beagle. She is a 30-lb Jack Russell with a beagle nose!)