Yup, even before napping--as hard as that is to believe--Molly wanted to be held, petted, dressed up in costumes for Halloween...just about anything that involved touching her and loving her. And Sandi (all right, Sandi and I) were always ready to accommodate her pathological need.
Before I began taking digital pictures (and numbering them), I would scan prints into the computer and give them a name. I found an old one I'd titled, "Molly Loves Sandi Back".
On the front porch; Molly had exactly zero capacity for embarrassment.
On the stairs yet again:
I just threw this one in because I like it so much. If you sat down, that cat would find you.
Sandi on the phone, Molly by her side, glaring suspiciously at the photographer.
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