15/09/2026
🐾 Molly wasn’t part of the plan.
If you saw my Shiloh post, you’ll remember that after years of Golden Retrievers, my wife wanted a smaller dog.
That was how Shiloh came into our lives.
So by the time Ruby, our 15-year-old Bichon, became unwell with cancer, my wife and I had already talked about what would happen next.
We were pretty clear.
Once Ruby was gone, we would just have Shiloh.
One smaller dog.
No more Golden Retrievers.
That was the plan.
Then one of our sons said to me:
“Dad, you know you want another Golden Retriever.”
My wife and I both said:
“No.”
Then he showed us a photo.
Molly.
Just over nine months old.
And needing to be rehomed.
Well...
That changed things.
There are times in life when you can be absolutely certain about the plan.
Right up until something — or someone — turns up that you weren’t expecting. Molly was one of those moments.
She came into our lives while Ruby was still with us, and suddenly our house had three dogs again.
Ruby.
Shiloh.
And this young Golden Retriever with plenty of energy and a whole lot of personality.
So much for the plan of having one smaller dog.
We didn’t know it then, but Molly would eventually become a big part of the walks that helped shape Walk the Dog.
But that part of the story can wait.
For now, this is simply how Molly arrived.
She wasn’t part of the plan.
Sometimes the best things aren’t. 🐾