Molly Mechanic aka Beans aka Molly

Just about one month ago today we adopted another dog, Molly. As some of you know, I have been looking for another Boston Terrier for about 3-4 years, ever since I wore Nick down enough to let me get another dog. Dexter came from a breeder (and most likely not a very nice one) and while I wouldn't trade him for anything in the world, I knew the second time around I wanted to go the rescue route.

I had applied for Boston Terrier's before and we even had one come into the shelter, but they were just never the right fit.

In mid-February, my friend Jessie tagged me in this post on Facebook:

I filled out an application and was called the next day, and arranged to make the almost 3 hour trip down to Connecticut a few days later. I took Nicholas and Dexter down with me, Nick had to work but told me he trusted my judgement. Molly is about half the size of Dexter, and when they first met she was a bit growly with him and I thought oh man, this is not going to work out. But, come to find out she's actually very submissive and had been living with a not so nice dog that pretty much forced her to start sticking up for herself. After a few moments of them checking each other out, they were able to co exist just fine (I think she realized Dexter posed no threat whatsoever). She also immediately took to Nicholas (and that hasn't changed since the day we brought her home).

Here is the one picture I could get as she was running around like crazy when we met her:

As much as I wanted to adopt her right there, I knew the right thing to do was to sleep on it, so I did. She went back into foster care and when I was sent this picture it pretty much sold me. THE ATTITUDE in this picture! OMG- it's so funny, because she really doesn't have an attitude at all- that's just her face, haha:

Nicholas immediately took to calling her Molly Mechanic for some reason. I really liked the name Molly so we kept it. I had contemplated changing it to Morgan (i.e.: Dexter Morgan) but I don't think my sister in law Morgan would appreciate that very much :)

We picked Molly up on a Friday and I crated her in the back of my car for safety reasons. When we stopped at a drive thru for lunch, I called her name and saw her little ears perk up out of the crate in my rear view mirror. I told her not to worry, that no one would leave her again and that she was going home, where she would stay forever. I got a little choked up thinking about what could have happened to her, as she was in a high kill shelter when she was rescued by Murphy's Paws. The first night that we had her, I sent a sappy post to my shelter friends telling them I've only had Molly for a few hours and knew that she was meant to be ours. That I understand even more now while people rescue, and how lucky I feel to be a part of the Lowell Humane Society Family.

Since then, Molly has settled in well. We've had some trying times with house training- the few feet of snow in the back yard did not help I am sure- I don't even know if she's ever seen snow before as she came from California. But, she loves to snuggle, loves Nicholas, is warming up to Nick (haha), and really loves me. I am so happy that she found her way to us (thanks to Jessie) and we love her so much.