Only a little over a year after she joined our family, we discovered Molly had a mast-cell tumor on her hind leg. We operated immediately then saw a specialist and started her on immunotherapy. Things looked promising until mid-April 2005 when Molly became sluggish and stopped eating. We took her to the specialist and after many hours of tests were told that she was severely anemic, had a ruptured cancerous mass on her spleen, and lesions on her liver. We were heartbroken and
confused - this seemed to come out of nowhere.

Megan, Molly's best friend and "sister" spent the entire next day with her - feeding her whatever she would eat (which just happened to be peanut butter and cookies), taking her for a beloved convertible ride in the car, and snuggling up next to her when she'd have to rest because of the anemia. It was a short and bittersweet day -  and the numerous pictures of her taken that day show her endless spirit, pride, and love for her "people."