Molly. My beautiful Molly girl. You were not just smart, but wise. You were so graceful and dignified, right up until the very last second. Then you drifted away so peacefully, as if death is quite normal, and you had no reason to fear it. You were not just a dog, not just a pet. You were a guardian, a friend, and a sister. I will never forget the way you would itch yourself by rubbing against the couch. Or the way you barked just once, almost politely, to be let in. Thanks for being there for me through the past 15 years. As Kaylee said, I'm sure that right now you are rolling around in the grass, having fun, and saying hi to Gigi. Goodbye, Molly. We love you.