My friend, Martha, had a precious dog named Molly.
Molly was 14 years old and brought Martha through many things in her life.
She was a sweet girl and so loved. On a trip, she had the softest seat in the car and she curled up for the ride.
She had been declining, but there was hope she would pull through.
She took a turn for the worse last night and passed away. I'm so sorry for my friend and I know her heart is aching. My heart is with you. Run free now, sweet Molly. You will be missed so much.
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I am so sorry for your loss. What a sweet one she was.
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