It was not a good week for dogs. Last friday my parents had to put their dog, Pollux aka Pollonia the low pony, to sleep. She was my favorite wimp, nervous but sweet

fastest dog we ever had

and also a real beauty when she relaxed a little

plus we were close - we both have legs always sticking out

she petted me much as i did her

and then earlier this week my girl's parents had to put Molly, my favorite blonde, to sleep. She was golden in the literal sense of the word

and older than gold -she was a still sprightly 14 when i met her

and we instantly became friends -perhaps not as close as she was with Pipin

but still, she was kind enough to tolerate my teasing, and even my singing
as you can see, she became more and more fond of (and less and less distinguishable from) the carpet in her old age

until in my last portrait of her, at age 16, she'd almost merged with it

Polly and Molly, two very different, very distinguished, very beautiful souls.



fastest dog we ever had

and also a real beauty when she relaxed a little

plus we were close - we both have legs always sticking out

she petted me much as i did her

and then earlier this week my girl's parents had to put Molly, my favorite blonde, to sleep. She was golden in the literal sense of the word

and older than gold -she was a still sprightly 14 when i met her

and we instantly became friends -perhaps not as close as she was with Pipin

but still, she was kind enough to tolerate my teasing, and even my singing
as you can see, she became more and more fond of (and less and less distinguishable from) the carpet in her old age

until in my last portrait of her, at age 16, she'd almost merged with it

Polly and Molly, two very different, very distinguished, very beautiful souls.


1 comment:
I'm sorry to hear about Polly & Molly - wow at the same time! Sorry to the both of you. They certainly look like they will prance about and rest easy in doggie heaven tho :) All the portraits of them are stunning. Thanks for sharing. Warm hugs.
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