2006 Rocky Comfort Rescued Kerries: Molly

#383 Molly, born 4/6/045


Molly on the day of her rescue.


From: “DeLeon, Linda” <[email protected]>

Date: Tue Jul 25, 2006 8:10:59 PM US/Pacific

Peter and I went to the cargo building at Denver International Airport today to pick up our Molly, #383 from the Rocky Comfort Rescue. We were there early,
pestering the nice guys at the desk every few minutes to see if she had arrived yet. Finally the animal crates arrived: a darling kitty, a golden retriever,
and Molly Herself.


First we took her for a little walk and gave her a drink of water, and then I drove home while Molly rode in Peter’s lap. She was perfectly sweet, quiet,
and didn’t seem at all fearful — it was just wonderful! She does have gunky eyes (I’m going to need to search the archives to find out what I can
about how best to gently clean them) and some hot spots on her skin, but she arrived with all the medications she needs and instructions on how to
use them.

We brought her home and let her explore everything in the yard and the house. She wanted to see everything, but every minute or so, she’d come up to me
again and sniff my knees, as if to make sure I was still around. She will stand completely still to be petted, and never seems to tire of it. When
I call to her, she comes right away. She doesn’t seem particularly avid for treats or toys, but she does like to check out everything around her. Our
house is a quiet place, so although she startles a bit when I open a cupboard door or when the computer boots up, she doesn’t seem to be frightened
by anything.


Our Roddy was not around when Molly arrived chez nous. He was staying with the vet, actually, because of a most unfortunate incident the night before.
Friends had come over and, at our invitation, brought along their German Short-Haired Pointer. At first Max and Roddy seemed to be having a good time,
following each other around the yard and splashing in Roddy’s wading pool. At some point, both dogs were at our feet under the outdoor dining table
on the deck, when a scuffle erupted. Instinct led Peter to jump up and separate the dogs (I think I’ve read that one isn’t supposed to do that, but
he didn’t get bitten), but Roddy had sustained a puncture wound.

Poor little guy, he’s never had the least physical pain from another creature in the time he’s been with us (since he was 4 months old). He was truly upset
— I don’t think his pain was too severe, but he was cringeing and fearful afterward. I cleaned the wound with hydrogen peroxide and put antibiotic
ointment on it, but we had to take him to the vet the next morning, too.

What a bad time for this to happen! I was very worried that he wouldn’t be his usual friendly self when Molly arrived, especially since she’d be at home,
in his territory, when he came in. AND he’d just had the Invasion of the Monster Dog to cope with.

Not to worry, though. All’s well. Molly and Roddy follow each other everywhere, sniffing each other repeatedly. Right now they’re both asleep at my feet.
Both ate their dinners enthusiastically, and there have been no quarrels over the water bowl or anything else. Sometimes they follow Peter, sometimes
me. Roddy has his “cave” in the closet in Peter’s home office; Molly has her crate, newly lined with a soft fluffy towel and well-stocked with a few
toys and treats. We are looking forward to a peaceful night.

In sum, we feel we are now thrice blessed — our dear Simon, our first Kerry, who died too soon; and then our loving, tender little Roddy, and now sweet
Molly. We agreed to “foster-to-adopt,” but we already know what the outcome will be. Good night to all the Kerries everywhere, and to all the people
who love them.

Linda and Peter deLeon

Golden, Colorado

From: [email protected]

Subject: [KBL] Molly deLeon (long)

Date: September 17, 2006 2:33:42 PM PDT

I just thought I should give you all an update on our Molly, who was one of the Kerries from the Rocky Comfort rescue.

When she came to us, she had hookworms, lice, corns, eye and ear infections, and secondary skin infections from scratching the lice. Fortunately, all those
conditions were easily cured with the appropriate medications, and now dear Molly is just blooming with health. She eats well, gets about 4 miles a
day of walks and hours of playful wrestling with our Roddy.

It is pure joy to see how beautifully Roddy and Molly have taken to each other! They share food bowls, toys and treats with no competition at all. They
play together energetically but sweetly — sometimes one lets the other win at tug of war, but the other can win at wrestling matches. Not one cross
word have we ever heard exchanged between them. When we go for walks, they run ahead in tandem like carriage horses (I use Flexileads so they’re 25
feet away from me).

The best thing about their camaraderie is that I can work or read, uninterrupted (mostly) by pleading Kerry eyes. The other night, we were dining on a
good roast of beef and noticed that both dogs were SLEEPING under the table. They must have been REALLY tired out!

Molly came to us without the excellent muscle tone we’ve learned to expect in Kerries. (Charlotte Hart loved my description of Simon, our first Kerry,
as a “hardbody.”) Her slim hindquarters didn’t look as if they could ever allow her to jump up on the bed, for example, which Roddy does exactly like
a flea — from standing beside the bed, he goes to standing on it, as if he levitated straight up there. Today, for the first time, Molly jumped up
beside Roddy! He’s lost his sacrosanct spot, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

Molly has now learned to go up and down stairs, to go out the dog door, to avoid being underfoot, and to take treats from my hand. She is becoming even
better at her lovely, graceful “sit” and at giving my husband Peter the “big eye” (Please pet me! Love me! Let me climb into your lap!)

We have only two remaining problems, and they’re related. One is her barking whenever she hears another dog in the neighborhood bark. The other is her
excessive eagerness to get near any dog she sees, or hears over a fence, when we’re walking. Molly has learned which sounds are normal (like the newspaper
delivery at 5:30 am — I had many early wake-ups before she figured that one out!) and which aren’t, and now she only barks at the unusual ones. But
if a neighbor dog yelps, she lets out a HUGE bark, completely incredible coming from her tiny frame. And when we’re walking, she behaves beautifully
until she senses a dog behind a fence, and then she strains at the leash until I’ve pulled her past that yard.

Roddy is just perfectly well-behaved on walks, so much so that Peter often practices off-leash walking with him in certain areas. But Molly can leave me
exhausted at the end of a 2 or 3 mile walk, and I worry what will happen if she’s that excitable in winter, when I’m also coping with icy streets.
I’m going to search the archives for help with this behavior, but meanwhile, I’d be very interested in any suggestions you might have, and I’d be interested
to know whether this is something that is characteristic of rescue dogs (i.e., are they more excitable when other dogs are barking, since they heard
so much of that in the mills?).

Finally, one other note. The vet that examined our Molly just after her rescue, and our own vet as well, estimated Molly’s age at about 5 years or more,
rather than the 1 year, 2 months indicated at the auction. Their main evidence was the terrible condition other teeth, and we have scheduled a good
cleaning when she is spayed. I must say, though, that there are two things that argue that she’s still very young. First, she has a lot of puppy-like
behaviors (she doesn’t chew, but she’s “mouthy” — she nips when excited…and how! Ow!). This might be the result, though, of her newfound freedom.

On the other hand, she has a slight brownish cast to the haircoat, which is characteristic of our breed when they’re young. Molly’s neck had a notable
brownish cast at first, which is fading. (But her hindquarters are developinng a silvery color, and it seems that’s she’ll turn color nicely, perhaps
with darker color on her lower legs.)

Overall, we could not be happier with this lovely sweet girl. We are thrilled to be her doting adoptive family, and we are as happy as can be with her
rapid development into a happy and healthy Kerry!

Linda and Peter deLeon

Golden, Colorado

From: [email protected]

Subject: [KBL] Update on Molly, #383 from the Rocky Comfort Rescue

Date: December 17, 2006 10:15:57 AM PST

Molly, still damp from the bath, is sitting at my feet dressed in her “I’m a Puppymill Survivor” t-shirt. I’ve emailed John Van den Bergh a new photo of
her, sporting my best (amateur) grooming job and a Christmas bow, which he can post to the web site with this report.




She’s put on 3 pounds since we met her at the airport on July 26th. And she’s added muscle. Now she can jump up onto furniture, though she doesn’t do it
very often. At a recent visit to the vet, we found out why: this sweet little 1-1/2 year old dog has severe hip dysplasia in both hips! You wouldn’t
know it from her behavior, however: she is very active, bounces like a flea when she senses we’re about to go for a walk, and never exhibits any signs
of the pain that must be frequent.

Behaviorally, she is very eager to advance toward other creatures. When we get near, though, she is shy of humans she doesn’t know and rather agressive
toward other dogs that we meet while walking. I’ve been using the Gentle Leader collar with her for a while, and the result is that now she doesn’t
lunge at dogs, and she responds quickly to “Come along, Molly” when that’s needed. She doesn’t seem particularly afraid of any type of person, and
when given the opportunity, she will fairly quickly get interested enough to approach, sniff and eventually befriend.

Molly seems quite intelligent, according to the tests — hiding a treat under a blanket, for instance.

But the most lovely aspect of this delightful girl is her sweet, affectionate personality. Having been deprived of a family (we presume) while in
the mill, she’s even more a “love sponge” than Roddy. The only thing she doesn’t do often is get in our laps, which might be because her hips make
that uncomfortable.

Overall, we’re pleased as can be that Molly’s in our family now. I guess you could say we had “Christmas in July.”

Linda deLeon

Golden, Colorado








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