"Until
one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened"
(Anatole
France – French Poet)
This week’s adventure was a difficult one. We had to say goodbye to our family pet, Molly. Molly, a miniature dachshund, was given to
our family, most specifically to our youngest son, by some very dear friends
over four years ago.
Having grown up in a house with no indoor pets, or pets that you
got attached to, I was the skeptical one in the family that hesitated getting
an indoor pet. Being around Molly at
our friends’ home quickly changed my mind.
Molly instantly became our youngest son’s best friend. Molly went everywhere with him. She was his constant companion when we would travel out of town and leave our son and Molly
with the grandparents. She was his constant companion on our family ski trips and camping adventures. There was not a mean bone in her body.
I believe Molly’s purpose on this earth was to awaken the part of
my soul that was asleep. She taught me
to love and have compassion in a way I did not know.




