Will Work fer Beer

Hey, y'all:


I got a lot o' time on my paws lately.....what with not havin' tuh haul O'Mally tuh the doctor an' the CVS an' the beauty parlor an' the MCL. God rest the old bird's soul. Sniff.

Anyhoo, I duhcided maybe it's time fer me tuh git a job. Ya know....fill my spare time an' earn some beer bucks an' poker pennies. So I wuz lookin' at the want ads, an' you will not BUHLIEVE whut I come across!!!


This here company called "Hipster" is hirin' an' offerin' a bonus o' $10,000 AN' a year's supply o' PBR!!! I swear tuh gawd they are! Read all about it right here!

It also says somethin' 'bout skinny jeans an' striped bowties. Now I don't know whut in the hail skinny jeans are butt it sounds like somethin' I don't want nuthin' tuh do with. An' I already got a bowtie. BUTT.....10,000 clams an' a year's supply o' PBR?!?!?! I'm all over THAT I tell ya what!


I'm all ready fer my innerview! So whuddaya think.......too faincy?





Yep. Mmhmm.

I'm Molly O'Mally and I'm Tired but Proud to Say....

........I have arrived safely at Rainbow Bridge.


I wasn't having a good day yesterday, so God called me up to The Bridge in the wee hours of this morning.


My mommy knew in her heart it was coming so she spent lots of time yesterday holding and hugging me, and taking Hanklin and me on a nice LONG stroller ride - it was a beautiful day for it!


Please don't be too sad. I know you'll miss me (and I'll miss YOU!), but this is a beautiful place and I'm free from the shackles of old age. And it's like my mommy always says "anything loved is never truly lost".


Thank you all, my sweet bloggie friends, for your support and friendship. I've been one VERY lucky pug to be blessed with you, my family, and a long, happy life.


Lick ya later!

Molly

Molly the Masseuse

OHHHHHH, MY ACHIN' BAAAAAACK!!!!!!!

Little tuh the left, O'Mally.........yeah, that's the spot.

Yep. Mmhmm.

SHOWOFF!

Hey, y'all:


That JoeJack is a real showoff, I tell ya what.


Look at 'im! All smug an' stuff.





I guess it ain't enough that he's tall an' handsome an' athletic. NOW he's gone an' got hisself a little brother!




The kid's name is "Ivan".


Yep, a little brother tuh go huntin' an' fishin' an' drink PBR with. All I got is O'Mally, an' haulin' 'er to the CVS an' MCL an' 'er dang doctor and beauty parlor appointments.



Raspberries tuh YOU, JoeJack!!!!!!!





(Hank hollers over his shoulder: "No, O'Mally! It's raspberries - NOT sour grapes!!!)



Yep. Mmhmm.

Big Wheels Keep on Turnin'....

Hey, y'all:


Speakin' o' wheels, I got my turn in the big rig last week! Dad had tuh drive tuh Cincinnati an' needed ME tuh be his GPS (Global Pug System). I did a perty good job if I DO say so myself.







Now as you can see, drivin' a big rig is hard work. Good thing Dad has snacks an' a bed!






10-4, good buddies!



Yep. Mmhmm.

Here I Come......

........walkin' down the street.

Get the funniest looks from

everyone I meet.


Hey, hey I'm O'Mally!!!






Hi, everybody!

Molly O'Mally here!


Yes, I have my own set of wheels now!!!

Let me tell you......it has been a week FULL of MCL - and no, I don't mean my favorite restaurant! I mean massage, carts and laser therapy! I think my poor old back legs have finally given up the ghost. I woke up last Wednesday morning and couldn't walk! Mommy took me to see the massage therapist, then to the vet TWICE for some laser therapy on my legs and back.






Mommy looks silly in this eye protection!






Anyway.....I'm back on Prednisone and not too sure how much it's going to help. In the meantime, my smart and talented daddy made me this wonderful cart you see in the first picture! Now pictures can only do a cart so much justice, so for your viewing pleasure, check me out as learn to manuever around the house!






Pretty slick, huh? So if you ever find yourself in need of a cart, have your daddy (or mommy!) go to a website like this. There are some great pictures on Ebay, too.


Whatever you do, just don't ask MY daddy to do it. He already told Mommy "Don't be farming me out for business!"





Lick ya later!

Molly

Becca's Garden

Hey, y'all:


Remember my big sis, Becca? Well, last year, me an' mom planted some wildflower seeds in her memory but nothin' came up. (Probably 'cause o' them gawd dang SQUIRRELS that love tuh invade our yard now that Becca ain't here tuh shoo 'em away.)

Anyhoo, me an' mom went tuh the Menard's tuhday an' got some flowers (AN' some cayenne pepper tuh sprinkle in so them furry little warthogs from hail won't git in 'em!)

So, here's the finished product. (I helped by ploppin' my butt against mom's while she did all the work.)









Hey.....somebuddy's got tuh supervise!


Yep. Mmhmm.