My visit to Langkawi LASSie & Mr CrankyPants update

I went to the beautiful island of Langkawi for 5 days and 4 nights to volunteer at the Langkawi Animal Shelter & Sanctuary Foundation (LASSie). This wonderful place is run by someone that some of you may remember, the very special N, that sponsored all of Molly and Conan's food and medical care. I haven't mentioned Molly for a long time. You all know she is a very painful subject for me. I don't talk about her but there are reminders of her everywhere, even at the top of this blog! I will never change that picture. She is the background image on my computer and on my phone. Her collar and tag hangs in my room along with Tony Montana's. Every time I see a dog and a cat that are in love, my heart aches. I ran away from the world of animal rescue for a while. After Molly passed away, I avoided people that knew her. I didn't want anyone to ask me about her. I wanted to pretend that she never existed. I thought I could erase that whole period of my life. Because of this, I didn't see N for a very long time.

A few weeks ago I ran into her at my neighbor MK's husband's awesome cafe The Bee. MK is Mr C's other foster mummy btw.. sometimes I call her 8th Floor in this blog. I can't keep track of all the little nicknames I give people here. Anyway, Malaysian Dogs Deserve Better (MDDB) was having an adoption drive at The Bee that day. I was very happy to see N and it was great talking to her again. She knew better than anyone else what I went through with Molly, the struggle and my pain and she had always been a great help to us. We talked about my darling Molly and I was quite surprised to find that all the sadness I had supressed was still there. I had to keep my voice from shaking as we spoke and fight hard to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out. Who knew that the wound was still so raw and fresh? I thought I was over that. We continued to communicate after that accidental meeting and I asked N about LASSie. She invited me to come over and check it out for a few days. I hopped on the first flight the next morning and headed to Langkawi.

I had a great time there and met many wonderful like-minded people. We spent our days walking dogs, cleaning cages, and hanging out with the cats in the cattery. LASSie is part of N's Bon Ton and Temple Tree resorts. These are the most animal-friendly resorts in Malaysia. The majority of the animals are in the shelter and sanctuary but staff favorites are all over the resort. In the restaurants, offices, inviting themselves into the rooms, all glowing with health and well-being. There's something therapeutic and calming about seeing all this animal contentment everywhere. I'll be back very soon. Check them out at http://www.langkawilassie.org.my and like them on facebook.
Beautiful marsh teeming with life surrounds Bon Ton, Temple Tree, and Langkawi LASSie.
Beautiful sunsets.
Peace.
Pupparoo!
One-eyed Leo
Milo and Mocha in the Bon Ton restaurant.
Mocha. She thinks a lot.
Milo only likes me because I gave her a taste of cheesecake.
I love Mocha! She looks so serious.
Short like my Spike.
Couch cat is on this couch all day every day.
Gizmo's a little turd with Napoleon complex but he's one of my favorites.
He's got a bum leg that doesn't bend but he loves his walkies.
A temple tree room kitty
Another Temple Tree kitty
JJ the Temple Tree club house pooch.
One-eyed Ginge from the cattery.
A Bon Ton restaurant kitty.
Couch cat again. She's got the most comfy spot.
Another Temple Tree kitty.


As for Mr CrankyPants, he decided while I was away that he was tired of indoor life. On the day I was supposed to return, MK, who was feeding my monsters while I was was away, texted me and informed me that he was nowhere to be found in my apartment! The little shit had jumped off the balcony into the garden and gone back to the parking lot. He's back to hanging out at our cars and he's happy as a clam. I guess you can try to take the carpark out of the cat, but you can't take the cat out of the carpark. I still want him rehomed though. I don't feel its really safe for him out there.

Tabatha's been adopted and other updates...

Its been an interesting couple of weeks in my animal kingdom. Tabatha was adopted last saturday morning by a nice family while she was in the cattery at SPCA Selangor. She is ready for spaying in a couple of weeks so she will be back for that. We all really miss her. She has a larger than life personality and my apartment feels wayyyyy too peaceful now.

Miko is able to do his business on his own now and has a litter box which he diligently uses. He totters around on shaky little legs and invades Tamago's bed. His teeth have grown in and he can eat canned kitten food or moistened kibble although he still prefers his milk bottle. He doesn't know how to drink water so I've had to force him to drink water through a syringe. I hope he will be ready for adoption to a good home in about 6 weeks.



I didn't mention this before but Noel was adopted a few weeks ago. Yay for him! He was adopted by a nice young lady who has another little kitten.

Spike is adjusting to life without Tony Montana. It's only been about 5 weeks since Tony Montana passed away and he is so deeply missed. It is a great comfort to us that he died peacefully at home of natural causes. Spike's dad and I have been showering him with gifts of toys and treats and plenty of loving. He's never been an only dog before and I think he is quite lonely now. Spike and I will have this whole Friday together though because its a public holiday and Spike and I will be working at the SPCA booth at an event in Bangsar. It'll be a nice outing for me and my pooch.
Tony M loved his car rides. He loved watching the world. I miss him.
One of the few pics of me with both Spike and Tony.. Tony was sniffing something.. oh well..
Me and Spike at my last visit.

Spike and his dad.
Toys can't replace Tony but we hope to distract Spike from his loss.


Tomorrow is the first anniversary of Molly's death. I can't believe its been a year. It still hurts so much. I miss her everyday and I think about how happy she was when we were all still together. One big happy family. Then I think about all she went through and how miserable she was at the end and I feel sick and my heart aches. I feel a tightening in my chest that can only be the pain of loss and guilt. i have to say this, i care, i care a lot about all these animals but i wish i didn't anymore. i don't want to. i can't stand it when things don't work out.

Molly's smile.

An afternoon visit with Tony, Spike, and Coco.

Oh I can't belieeeeveeeeee how silly I am sometimes. I went to visit my dogs Tony Montana and Spike who live with their dad. I meant to take new photos of my two beloved pooches but I forgot my camera :( Bloody hell! I so wanted new photos of them. They've both lost weight and look healthier than ever! Especially Tony, who is quite old and was so fat and wide before that I swear you could balance a tray on his back. He's slimmer now and more active thanks to daily walks he gets from his Dad's brother. Spike has a long body and short legs and he was looking rather stout at one time too but now he's slimmed down as well. His ears look enormous but he's still such a cutie! I miss them.

I had a dream about them and Molly last night. I wish they were still all with me and mine to see and love everyday. Visiting my dogs is always nice but when I leave them I always feel sadder than before. Being with Tony and Spike always reminds me of Molly and makes me miss her more. Leaving Tony and Spike at the end of a visit makes me feel guilty. I wish I could explain things to them and make them understand. I am glad though that their Dad wanted them when we split up and is taking such good care of them. They have such a big yard to play in and their Dad even had a dog house made that their crates fit into. I can't care for them in my little apartment. They'd go nuts with boredom.

Every time I visit I bring presents. Usually toys, treats, rawhide bones, wet food to mix in with their usual kibble. Today I brought treats and vitamins. Vetzyme Conditioning Tablets. Tony devoured them like he devours everything else, as if its the tastiest thing in the world. Spike as usual, graciously took them from my hand... and then quietly spat them out on the floor. This Spike.. Sighh.. He absolutely refuses to eat anything that is medical or health related, no matter if its labelled "beef flavor" or "feed as a savory treat". He's not fooled. He also spits out heartguard after holding it in his mouth for a few seconds to fool us... It's supposed to be meat flavored! We'd think he's eaten it, then find it wet and soggy in his crate later.

I also saw Coco who went with her Dad when we split up. She was very nice to me, not cranky at all. In fact she was very affectionate and loving. I was pleasantly surprised. I suppose she was happy I was just there to visit and she can tolerate me in small doses. When Coco and I were under the same roof she did some awful things to me, like take craps in my laundry basket, or pee on my shoes. She also climbed into two of my large handbags and peed in them. She only did this to my stuff, never her Dad's.. I got the hint!

NEXT TIME I WILL TAKE PICTURES! In the meantime, here are a few old ones..

The sometimes evil and now loving Coco.

Molly. Love love love! May she rest in peace or if not peace, I hope she's having a blast.

Tony Montana. This old boy loves car rides and his humans. I love him too.

Spike. My baby.

Sweet Molly

Do you think its always green and pretty where she is now? I hope so. Molly loved the smell and feel of grass. I wish you could've all seen her nosing around in the weeds during her happy days. Was enough to make a heavy heart sing.

Gone but never forgotten my Molly. Always missed, my three-legged angel.

the memories, they hurt

omg.. i still miss molly so much. i cry at least once a week over her. the guilt is eating me up inside. i wish i could take back everything and start over with her. my memories of her hurt me deeply, even the happy ones, especially the happy ones. my silly little tripod pooch. she brought so much joy to my life. what made me think i could possibly live without her and she without me? we were two peas in a pod. a human-canine pair of kindred spirits. she really was man's best friend, but i wasn't hers.. i totally let her down. i didn't work hard enough for her. i gave up on her but she would never have given up on me. i am a shitty fosterer. the worst. i don't deserve the role.

i remember how scared she was when she first became my foster pup.. she wouldn't even move or eat or make a sound.. her pain, fear, and suffering were still so great. she knew nothing but cruelty from humans and she expected that from me as well. i remember when she started to realize that i wouldn't hurt her and slowly, very slowly, she became happy. of course, in the end i did hurt her and let her down just like everyone else did. that is what kills me. i was supposed to be the one person that would never ever give her any grief. i should never have tried to find her a permanent home, she was already home with me wasn't she. too late now. i should've known she would never be able to cope with new people.

i miss her doggy smell which was different from other dogs, really! i miss our howling at each other, her sneeze fits, how she obsessively cleaned her stump, the way she trimmed the toenails on her remaining three feet by gnawing at them (i never even had to clip them!), i miss watching her play catch by herself - she would toss her own toys into the air and chase after them happily.. i miss her obsession with the cats and her friendship with spike. i miss watching her run up and down the stairs at top speed despite missing a leg.. i miss how she greeted me every morning and evening, so happily.. she would stand up on her one hind leg to bat me with her front paws, her tail wagging madly the entire time. i miss how much she loved human beds. she'd jump onto the bed and roll around in ecstasy rubbing her back on the sheets and burrowing her head among the covers, snuffling and barking joyfully. she loved pillows too. i miss how after i taught her how to shake paws, she'd hold out a paw and try to shake my hand before i even asked her to - if i was eating something. she was so smart and knew that a trick well done would result in a treat! i miss watching her and conan curl up together in their favorite spot in their room and sleep. i miss watching her try to carry him around in her mouth even after he grew too big for her to do that. i miss hanging out with her on the couch, my arm around my little pooch, my head on her side. sometimes we looked deep into each others eyes and i could see the pain and fear of her childhood. i miss just knowing she was there at home with me, a little creature that adored me and that i adored.

i don't know if i will ever foster a dog again. i can't go through this again. rest in peace molly. you are so loved and always will be. there is no replacement for you.

Molly is miserable.

Looks like all those pre-rehoming orientation sessions Molly had with Az the last couple of weeks aren't any help at all. She might as well have moved to the home of a total stranger. Molly is so fragile, so sensitive, she can't handle the change in environment. Nevermind that the person there is the one that gave her all the yummy chicken and got her so excited and happy at my old house.

Molly is depressed and fearful. In her scared state she is also becoming aggressive. She has bitten Az twice. Once on his hand, and the second time on the back of his thigh after he had set down her dinner bowl and then turned to leave her enclosure. When she isn't growling at Az and his dogs, she's barking and howling. Az's neighbors have already complained twice about her late night howling. Az's puppy Sunday is now terrified of Molly and will run and hide whenever she sees her around. Today is Friday. Molly hasn't eaten since Tuesday. When I visited her yesterday, I tried to hand-feed her pieces of chicken breast. She wasn't interested at all. She also doesn't move much. She lies down in her enclosure and doesn't budge. I had to carry her onto her quilt. When I call her name she doesn't look at me. She's completely unresponsive. She wasn't excited to see me when I visited her. She just glanced at me and then continued spacing out.

Anyway, Az and I decided she needed to go to a vet and that she should also board there for a day or two to give Az's neighbors a break from her howling. Since Molly wouldn't move, I had to carry her to my car and then carry her into the clinic, and carry her into the kennel. All this happened last night. At the clinic, they are monitoring how much she eats, if at all. So far she has had some water. I just went to visit her. She whined when she saw me. That's something at least.. better than the totally unresponsive dog from before. The sign on the door of her kennel says "Molly - Check makan/tidak. Gigit" That says to check if she eats or not, and that she bites. I guess she bit someone there too.

What do we do? Az is already the world's most patient and awesome adopter. If she can't make it with him, she can't make it with anyone. No one else would be fine with being bitten twice and going through all the orientation sessions and tolerate the howling. I know Molly wants to go back to our old house but that house is gone. I don't have a house to foster her in anymore.

And off we go to our new homes.. all of us..

Yesterday the 31st of August, was the Malaysian independence day. I'm not patriotic so it means nothing to me, plus i'm a chink and my fellow malaysian chinks know what that means over here... second class citizens. But anyway f*** that. I'm not going to get political today. For me, yesterday had a different meaning, it was the last and final day at the house. The end of one of the most important and life-changing chapters of my life. Now I find myself strangely alone. It's a weird feeling and I'm a little lost. The ex and I were together for 5 years and lived together for 3. This breakup has been like a divorce.. Division of pets, property, the whole 9 yards. I'm just happy that we have parted amicably and will always be part of each other's lives. Still, i think its pretty traumatizing for all and I haven't slept well in weeks. Now that the house is empty and none of us are there anymore, this breakup feels all too real. ugh i know i'm not really making sense. just rambling. anyway this is supposed to be about the animals not me.

Molly moved to Az's home on Monday evening. I was there with her for about 6 hours and we hung out with Az and his dogs Kopi and his puppy, now named Sunday. Molly was nervous but willing to explore so I was optimistic.. when she first moved in with me, she was completely paralyzed with fear so this was a big improvement. She even ate lamb and chicken that Az prepared for her. She played with Sunday and wasn't too growly. I hoped everything would be ok when I left her there. Well she started to get a little barky and agitated towards the end of the night. I guess she sensed something was wrong and wanted to go home. We had her confined to a back area but when she saw me leaving she managed to get through and made a mad dash for the door. She was so panicked she pooped a little. My poor baby. Az told me that the next morning, she became very aggressive. We are working on that now.

I hope I never have to foster a dog ever again. It's too painful. I know we are supposed to maintain an emotional distance from our foster animals, but i just can't. People are always telling me not to get too attached. How can I not get attached? The only way to rehabilitate these animals, especially the abused ones, is to shower them with as much unconditional love as possible. If I could hold anything back, any love, then I wouldn't be fostering anyway. Know what I mean? I foster because I love. So yeah it hurts, it always hurts and now the thought of Molly being unhappy is killing me. There is a tightness in my chest that hasn't gone away since she left me. I am so worried and I miss her so much. I am always fighting back tears.

Tony and Spike moved to my ex's home last night. That was heartbreaking for me as well. I miss them already. Spike was so confused and whined a lot when he was left there. Tony was fine though, he lived there for a whole year before and seemed to remember it. I know they will be fine there. That house has like the biggest freaking yard ever. It's HUGE. They will have so much space and hopefully Tony won't always get cranky and attack Spike. Surely that giant yard is big enough for the both of them? Fingers crossed. I'll go over this weekend to bathe and walk them.

All the cats are fine in my new apartment except for Daisy Mama Cat. She really hates being indoors. She has been hiding behind the potted plants on the balcony since yesterday.

Silas the kitten was adopted this afternoon by a nice girl that has a 1 year old male orange tabby kitty.

Molly's 4th Orientation Session with Az - Super duper progress!!

Molly and Az had their 4th orientation session yesterday afternoon. It was by far the coolest one yet. They made crazyyyyy progress. Az brought a secret weapon... steamed chicken breast!! Molly was soooooo excited and practically driven mad by the aroma of it. She totally forgot that she was afraid of Az. She didn't bark, growl, or run away. She was all over him sniffing and licking his hands. Jumping up on the couch and sitting next to him. I think she's beginning to realize that Az is the bearer of yummy things. With me, she's had kibble and canned dog food her whole life. With Az every meal will consist of freshly cooked brown rice, lamb, chicken, and salmon. Wowee!! Az's dogs eat better than I do. I survive on ramen, air, and coffee.

My darling Spike joined in today's session. I think that helped Molly as well. She saw that Spike wasn't afraid of Az and was thoroughly enjoying his company. Now the only obstacle to Molly's smooth transition into Az's household is his dog Kopi. Kopi has not been getting along too well with Az's new puppy. We worry that means she will not be able to accept Molly either. Kopi has been behaving strangely. Sometimes she will happily play with the pup and they will chase each other and play tug-of-war with socks and rope. She even lets pup eat from her bowls. She doesn't mind when pup eats her leftovers. But then once in a while for no apparent reason whatsoever, she viciously attacks the pup, always when the pup is asleep or totally minding her own business and not messing around Kopi's stuff at all. I don't get it....

Any advice from the dog people?

Molly's 3rd orientation session with Az and new foster kitten Silas!

Molly and Az continue to make progress. We don't have much time left for her to get comfortable with him, but I'm sure that Az's patience will pay off. They had their third orientation session yesterday. The first two times that Az came over, Molly ran to her room and hid in a corner and had to be carried out. Yesterday, she didn't run to her room at all. She did bark warnings at him as usual and was still spooked by sudden movements and sounds but she sat much closer to him, readily took treats from his hand and even allowed him to briefly touch her head and face a few times. She was still a little wary of his hands (perhaps because of past abuse?) but was comfortable allowing him to touch her with his feet... Yes, feet. She was not at all afraid of his feet. She sniffed them thoroughly and allowed him to massage her with his toes. Isn't that odd? Now how do we get to that same level of comfort with his hands?

Also, I have a new foster kitten. M2 and I found him last night near Bestari in Solaris Mont Kiara. He was lying down on his stomach by the roadside, peering so intently into the drain that he didn't even seem to notice when I drove right up to him, got out of the car, stood right behind him and picked him up. He only started meowing fearfully once he was in the carrier. He is about 3 to 3 and a half months old. He has a full white coat, a long tail, and blue eyes. Once I got him home and set him up with a litter box and food and water in the spare bathroom he lost his fear and became very affectionate and sweet. After eating he immediately used the litter box without coaxing and climbed up onto my lap for a cuddle. What a cutie patootie! He was sooooo dirty he looked like a grey kitten. He was oily and smelly too. Once he's properly cleaned and groomed I'll upload some photos. I think finding him a home will be easy. Who doesn't love pure white cats with blue eyes? Precious! M2 has named him Silas. Perfect!

Molly makes progress with her new adopter Az

N's friend Az came over again today for another orientation session with Molly. It went VERY well. They made so much progress today and so far everything is going faster and smoother than I thought it would. I was afraid Molly would be difficult.. Well, she IS difficult but she is coming around very quickly. Today Az and I hung out on the couch and Molly was cautious but hung around us as well. She still barked, growled, howled, backed away, whenever Az moved too quickly or spoke too loudly for her liking.

Throughout the session we gave her treats, drawing her closer and closer to Az each time until she was cautiously sniffing his fingers and feet. Shortly before Az had to leave Molly started taking treats from his hands. She did so several times. She would still dart quickly away from him every time she got her treat but hey, at least she got near him in the first place right??! We're hoping that in the next couple of sessions, she'll allow Az to pet her or at least sit next to her.

Molly will have another friend at Az's house besides his 3 year old dog Kopi because he and his partner adopted a puppy from SPCA Selangor on Sunday! Puppy doesn't have a name yet. She is a 3 month old local mixed breed dog like Molly. White with random black and brown patches. She's big for her age and I'm hoping that she and Molly and Kopi will be firm friends. Three mutts in an awesome house in Bangsar with their dads. Molly is naturally friendly towards other animals and I know she won't be aggressive to Kopi and Puppy.. I just hope that Kopi will be able to accept another adult female dog in her territory.

Please continue to wish us luck and send us good vibes as we continue Molly's journey to a forever home... It's been a long process with so many ups and downs along the way. I can't believe I've been fostering Molly for a year and a half. Maybe all this waiting is meant to be and it's all worth it for Molly to have the best home possible. I love that silly little dog, even the way she stinks :)

A change in Molly's plans..

hola mis amigos!
ok. new course of action for molly. plans keep changing but really its all in her best interest.. A very good friend of N's that also loves rescue dogs and donates lots and lots to Langkawi Lassie wants to adopt Molly now. I'll call him Az. He's super nice and has one rescue dog at the moment, Kopi. He wanted to adopt a very fearful, traumatized dog from Langkawi Lassie named Olive but apparently the latest on Olive is that she is super happy at Langkawi Lassie and has a best dog friend over there now. So.. N figured, why not give Molly a chance instead? Molly is also a rescued dog and she is also fearful with strangers and needs an adopter with lots of patience. Az is perfect for her and there will be no need for Molly to travel far, far away where it will be difficult for me to visit her. Az lives literally 10 minutes away from me. AWESOMEEEEE!

We had our first little orientation session today. Az came over for about an hour to hang out at the house with Molly. She growled and barked lots but after a while she settled down a bit. She was still on edge but not panicking or hiding which is good!! Usually when she meets strangers, she hides in her room. We bribed her with lots of treats and will continue to do so at every orientation session for the next 3 weeks before she moves to Az's house. I have a good feeling about this. N is very hopeful as well. She knows Az very very well and she is sure that he is THE ONE for Molly.

Btw, N also visited us on Thursday and Molly was totally shit scared of her.. We think it was the smell of N's hundred other dogs that freaked her out. N had just arrived in KL from Langkawi so the other dogs' smells must have still been pretty fresh. Molly was sooooo intimidated. Even treats couldn't calm her down.

I have already moved Fatfat to the apartment. Most of my stuff is here now too. I've got to move three more cats in here over the next couple of weeks. Then Tony, Spike, and Coco will move to Adam's and Molly will move to Az's. Lots of changes. I hope everyone will be ok.

Molly - Future beach bum

Hi everyone!!!
I have amazingly awesome mind-blowingly fabulous news!! Molly is moving to Pulau Langkawi!! WOOHOO!!!!!! For those you that don't know, Langkawi is a group of about a hundred islands in the Andaman Sea off the coast of Malaysia, pretty darn close to the Thai border. Molly will be moving to the main island, Pulau Langkawi, where she will live with lots of other rescued and special needs dogs and cats at the Langkawi Lassie Animal Sanctuary which is managed and funded by the kind owners of the Bon Ton Resort. Some of you may remember I mentioned months ago that Molly and Conan had a sponsor, an awesome lady I called N. She has about a hundred rescued island dogs cats. The older dogs live in her bedroom suite with her. The others run free in the sanctuary, situated on the Bon Ton Resort on an island paradise. How freaking awesome is that??? Holy crap. I'm HAPPY now that the other lady ditched Molly. Now Molly will have the life i always dreamed of. She gets to be a beach bum! Check out the links below to see the resort, animal sanctuary, join the facebook group, and read about N. If you come to Malaysia, you must go to Langkawi, stay at Bon Ton, and visit my darling Molly!! I'll be there every holiday!!! Ok, i can't afford to stay at Bon Ton.. HAHAHAHAHAH!!!! But I'll leave whatever dingy hole I have to stay at in Langkawi and hang out on the beach with Molly.

A friend of mine told me that he stayed at Bon Ton once and was hanging out by the pool with a beer. He was drowsy so he thought he might be dreaming or stoned when he saw two dogs in wheelchairs casually roll past him... :)

http://nopedigreejustlove.blogspot.com/2010/02/thank-you-molly-conans-kind-sponsor.html

http://www.langkawilassie.com.my/aboutus.html

http://www.bontonresort.com/

http://www.facebook.com/#!/group.php?gid=110396658995262&ref=ts

So excited for my little angel!!!! Still sad that she will be leaving me.. But HAPPY that she is going to paradise!! N is AWESOME!!! Did i ever tell you guys that she started sponsoring Molly and Conan without ever even meeting me or them? She just read about them in the paper last year and called me and offered to help. Amazing!!

Now all that's left is to figure out the mechanics of our little trip to Langkawi. The easiest way seems to be for me to drive to Penang with Molly, a 4 hour car ride.. then take a ferry to Langkawi. The ferry will take another 3 hours. Another thing is finding a ferry captain that will allow a dog on board. Remember, this is Malaysia. Dogs are not welcome in most places. It's a Muslim country.

Anyway N is going to figure out the ferry thing.. She's brought dogs to Langkawi from the mainland before. N will be in KL tomorrow for one day and will come over tomorrow night and meet Molly for the first time!! I hope that goes well and Molly doesn't get scared.. It takes her a while to get used to strangers. Wish us luck with everything!!

Molly needs a home! Her rescuer/adopter has backed out.

Great. Major fucking disaster. With only 3 weeks left in the house, Molly my longtime tripod foster pooch suddenly has no new home to go to. The lady that rescued Molly from a busy street in Cheras a year and a half ago and passed her to me for fostering had actually agreed to take Molly back and keep her permanently as another pet dog. Today she texted me with the news that she can't. I was like WTF??? I have been chilling, NOT looking for another home for Molly because this lady told me like a couple of months ago that she would take Molly back. She said that Molly was HER responsibility, HER rescue, and that she would take back the sweet little pooch that she rescued now that I can no longer care for her. I'm extremely upset and disappointed. I should've been informed of this earlier. I could have spent all of fucking June and July looking for a home for Molly. Now we only have 3 weeks left in this house and no place for Molly to go to after. WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK????? Funny how it hasn't been a problem for her to keep her other four expensive lapdogs.. Hey when it comes to the three-legged mutt its just too bloody difficult isn't it? You didn't seem to fucking think so when I fostered her for you for a year and a half .

I bet if Molly was a purebred dog this wouldn't be happening. I really feel now that I can't trust the so-called sincerity of rescuers who only keep store-bought purebred dogs themselves. Oh yeah sure.. they go around rescuing mutts like nobody's fucking business but do they keep a single one of them? Hell fucking no. They would NEVER keep a mutt. Check out the dogs they DO keep as pets and they are all expensive, pedigree pooches. I am so frustrated right now. I want to cry and scream and beat the shit out of someone. Ok, I'm not physically very strong. I wish I could smash a car with a baseball bat. That would make me feel lots better.

So, spread the word people! MOLLY NEEDS A GOOD HOME. She is paper-trained, gets along well with other dogs, playful and affectionate. She has no problems walking or running. She can climb stairs. She is about 1 and a half now. She is spayed and is in excellent health. Molly loves cats and knows how to shake paws. It may take some time for her to get used to new people but this is normal for any dog that has faced cruelty and been through a traumatic and painful experience like losing half a leg. For more information about Molly, read previous posts about her, or email me privately.

Camera-stalking Tony, Spike, and Molly. I love my mutts!

Molly, always with a smile on her face.. Who needs four feet when you've already got three great ones?






No. Molly and Spike are not the world's best dog models. I'm holding treats.



Spike loves hanging out in his crate. Sometimes he won't even come out when I want to play with him. He'd rather chill in his bachelor pad with his toys.



Daisy Mama Cat on her favorite perch. Other neighborhood stray kitties also congregate here for free kibble and fresh water.



Molly loves sniffing at any grassy areas, chewing weeds, and sometimes just snapping insanely at them as they brush against her face.


Tony, my little angel-faced psycho dog.. He's sweet but only to two people in the whole world, including super me of course! Everyone else must stay away or risk losing fingers and toes.



Rescue dogs are the best! Smarter, cuter, sweeter and more lovable than the rest. Mutts rule! Adopt one at your nearest animal shelter today.

Remember, don't breed and buy while shelter animals die.