I may have mentioned this before, but the name “Molly” is the second most popular name for female dogs. I’ve always lamented this fact, and I never thought that my one of my family members would name their dog “Molly.” Well, I was wrong. My brother, Dustin, was recently given the opportunity to adopt an eight year old beagle named, you guessed it, Molly. Dustin accepted and he is now the proud owner of a sweet, sweet beagle named Molly.
I happen to be dog-sitting Molly this week, and I’ve found it to be quite weird to call a dog by my name. It’s as if I’m talking to myself, and it’s so weird. For instance I woke Molly up this morning, and said “good morning, Molly! Did you sleep well last night? Are you ready to go outside, Molly?” See, it’s just like I’m talking to myself. Then there’s when my family is talking about Molly the dog, and I think they’re talking about me. Here’s an excerpt:
Dad to Dustin: “How did Molly do tonight? Did she run any rabbits?”
Dustin to Dad: ” Yeah, she did really well. She followed one really well.”
Molly: ” What the heck are you guys talking about? I did NOT run any rabbits tonight!”
Dad and Dustin to Molly: ” Molly, we’re talking about Molly the beagle, not Molly the Molly.”
It can get rather confusing at times.
So, in order to remedy this predicament my sister in law love, Daphne has started calling me “Molly Number One” and the beagle “Molly Number Two”. So now whenever she calls me she says “Molly Number One, can you come here a minute?” And when she’s calling the dog she’ll say “how is Molly Number Two today?” the good news is that it seems to be working. At least I’m not responding to “Molly! Here girl!” any more.
The best part is that Molly Number Two now has a loving family, and the little girl has kind of grown on me too.
This is Molly Number One signing off…