Shortly after I got married, I decided that I wanted to get another Shih Tzu, so I contacted some friends of mine who were Shih Tzu breeders and asked them if they had a Shih Tzu, preferably male, that I could get from them. They responded with that they only had a female that they didn’t have time for to train. It was their marriage present to me.
Molly was about three or four months old when she came to me. I soon learned that she liked to dunk her whole face in her water bowl and shake her head, flinging water all over the place.
I was working at PetSmart around that time. I was just a bather, but I wanted to be a dog groomer. I watched the dog groomers and mimicked them at home when I groomed my girls. That’s the advantage to having a breed of do that frequently needs to be shaved if you don’t want to deal with long hair. The first haircut I gave Molly was a lion haircut. I had to give her food in order to take a picture of her. When I find it, I’ll post it.
There were some absent months where Molly and Haley went to stay with my mom due to a flea outbreak or just because there were too many animals in the house (four dogs and four cats). I know I called to check on her almost every day, but I don’t remember many of her antics. She loved (and still does) to play with dog toys. Well play isn’t quite the word, she carries the toys around until someone takes it from her. I rarely had the heart to, but sometimes some toys just needed to stay indoors. Molly never understood that. She still doesn’t. Buddy doesn’t seem to get it either.
During her stay with my mom, Molly and Ebony (mother’s poodle mix) got into a tiny fight. Well the fight wasn’t tiny, but the dogs sure were. They were trying to establish their pecking order. I don’t know who came out higher than the other. Most likely Ebony because she was several months older than Molly.
A few years back, when I still lived in Moore, my mom and I took the pups to the dog park. There was a particular dog there that loved to paddle out the water in the water bowl. Every time a new person would come in with his or her dog, they’d fill the water bowl up. I think that dog waited for some fool to fill the water, because within a minute or so, the dog was back at the bowl paddling out the water. Each person who came into the dog park did the same thing with the same results. If it was the same person, I would call it insanity, but since it was different people, would it be called “collective sanity?”
That dog was in the larger dog side. My mom and I were on the other side with the smaller pups. For the most part, our dogs ignored the bigger dogs. If I remember correctly, that’s when Penny was with us (she’s either dead or someone took her in when she ran away). Penny, being a rat terrier, barked at the bigger dogs. The other puppers couldn’t care less and did their own thing.
About a week or so later, it happened. Molly was at the water bowl and decided she’d try her paws at the water paddling. It was a big hit…for her. It required vigilance on my part as I had to frequently fill the water bowls to make sure the animals didn’t get dehydrated. Like the other dog, she would paddle the water out again. It was a summer thing because come winter she’d stop. I think she still does that in the summer because sometimes I’ll find the water bowl bone dry and I know I filled it up earlier. At least she’s having fun, right?
As a Shih Tzu, Molly has the stubbornness down. If she doesn’t want to do it or go there, nothing can make her do it other than physically lifting her up and moving to to or away from the situation. Flip side, once she gets something in her head, she just does it…over and over and over (refer to the water paddling for an example).
Despite her stubbornness, Molly is a love bug. She loves getting attention, I mean, really loves getting attention. So much so that she won’t allow anyone to stop petting her once they have started petting her. For fun, I once put her on my dad’s lap and my dad petted her, then stopped. Molly nudged his hand until he started petting her again. When he stopped, she looked up at him. He started petting her once more. This went on for fifteen to twenty minutes. It was entertaining.
One thing Molly hates and that’s getting her nails trimmed by me. The groomers, on the other hand, have no problems out of her. Traitor!
Yesterday or the day before, Molly got to interact with my new puppy, Eevee. Eevee wasn’t too sure of her at first and made sure Molly knew what was Eevee’s, not that Molly really cared. After about ten or fifteen minutes (or longer) Molly and the puppy began playing together. They played for about ten minutes before I separated them. Eevee slept most of the evening after that. Thanks Molly.
Like with all of my dogs, I wouldn’t give Molly up for anything. She makes me laugh, frustrates me, puzzles me, and loves me. She asks for nothing in return except for a scratch on the head…then another scratch on the head…and another…and…well you get the point.
Sorry this post was long, not put in multiple parts and more…spacey. I’m really tired and not feeling a 100%. It’s cold outside, people are coughing, and I’ve had a mild to moderate headache for the past week. So…that’s my excuse for the lack of quality in this post and I’m sticking to it.
Until next time, make sure all the attention belong to you.