Molly goes on holiday, makes friends, marches against Trump and disgraces herself in the bacon aisle
It’s me! I’m back under the desk, woofing away, trying to keep out of the heat. We’ve been gallivanting all over the place since our...
Molly goes bra shopping and helps choose a new washing machine
It’s pouring with rain, I don’t want to get my paws wet, so I’ve dragged the Wordsmith upstairs to her desk, taken up post at her feet...
Molly goes south and finds the sea
I’m back! Have you missed me? A whole week or more has gone by since we last met. After my last blog post, we went out to post a birthday...
Molly goes to choir, runs free and turns activist
I'm trying to kick (get it!) my shoe habit but an addiction is an addiction! Pant, pant. Molly here. It’s been such a mad few weeks since...
Molly smells feet, disgraces herself in Waitrose and meets the mechanic
I'm nearly as tall as my bag of food now! So. This is what disgrace feels like. A trip to Waitrose, usually so pleasant and friendly and...
Molly goes to puppy class and fears for her reputation
Molly reporting. It’s been suggested to me that my last doggie bloggie was a bit too long for all you busy people to read. So I’m going...
Molly goes to the cinema and other places of cultural interest
This is me watching the Commonwealth Games gymnastics the other day. I liked it for a while, then it got a bit alarming so I barked at...
