For 14 years the first thing I did every morning was let my Molly out and the last thing was let Molly out. On Friday, August 6, 2021, I had to put my baby down. Molly was given to me by a co-worker in 2007. I lost my mom a year before and truly felt that Molly was sent to me from her. Mom loved dachshunds and Molly was a purebred. I was a single parent and took care of my mom. I did have 2 dogs and 2 cats at the time. I loved all of my pets, but Molly took the place of my children. They were teenagers at the time who had their own lives at that point. She was small, so I was able to take her places. When I lost all of my other babies Molly was there. She became the only pet and I spoiled her even more. Whatever life threw my way, Molly was there. Now my little baby isn't here I feel so lost. We have been through so much together. I had special songs for her when she ate, went out and for bed. I always talked to her. She became my whole life. I hated going to work and leaving her. God has always blessed me and that I am truly thankful for that. I was able to spend Molly's last week with her. I knew that end was coming even though she was still eating and going to the bathroom. Her last 2 days were heartbreaking. She had congestive heart failure. When my Molly turned her nose up on food I knew that it was time. While I am thankful to God for sending me my baby and feel blessed to have her in my life for so long I just feel lost. Maybe some day down the road I will recuse another (all of my other pets were recused) but for now I am in such pain I won't be able to give it the love and attention a new baby would need. I am thankful I found this page and send out my condolences to every one who feels the same way I do.