Loss of a faithful companion

On Father’s Day, Sunday June 15, 2015 we lost Molly our Irish wolfhound.  By “lost” I mean she died.  At the time I was out in the car. Warren phoned asking me to come home immediately.  Molly had collapsed on the kitchen floor.

When I arrived home minutes later Molly looked asleep.  I held my hand over her snout.  I couldn’t tell.  I felt the pads of her feet.  Still warmish. Was she really gone.  I just couldn’t believe it.  I didn’t want to act too hastily.  Oh dear.  What to do now?  We covered her with a blanket and reflected on the situation.   We had no warning.  Hours before Molly had exercised and eaten a full breakfast.  She had appeared healthy and happy.  She was only five years old.

What followed was like a dark comedy; a rewrite of “Weekend at Bernie’s”.   We dragged her 170 pound body out to the solarium.  A very very large grave was dug in the garden.  To fit onto Warren’s industrial construction dolly we positioned her body into an upright slump. Unfortunately a bit of her blanket slipped away revealing four inch tuffs of gray hair on the top of her head.  We joked that our neighbours would accuse us of getting rid of an old aunt.

I was glad that I hadn’t planted my entire garden. We sprinkled handfuls of flower seeds on top of Molly’s site and today it is covered with zinnias and cosmos.

mollys grave

This is not an original story. The Pet Industry Joint Advisory Council of Canada states that about half of Canadian households own some kind of pet.  Millions of families lose billions of pets.  Before we move on though, I just want to say what a great dog Molly was. She liked everyone. She was a very sweet, gentle and loving companion.  I walked her twice a day without fail and together we went through some  shitty times.   She gave me strength when I was going through my cancer treatments.  Just reaching my arms around her big barrel chest and giving her a hug made me feel better. She got me up and outside walking and together we appreciated the rising sun, the sounds of birds and the cool canopy of trees.  She was the best dog I ever had.

Here is a visual tribute of my dear Molly

What a gangly sweet pup

Molly as a pup 3



Molly as a pup

Trying to play with others

molly and jasmines dog

142  At the dog park

139 Looking coy


In happier times


Rest In Peace dear Molly









About westlakemusings

In 2013 my husband and I retired. We bought an old pre-confederation house out in the country. This blog is about our new world in the country as we explore all of life's possibilities.
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7 Responses to Loss of a faithful companion

  1. I am so sorry for your loss of this lovely girl.

  2. Kathy M says:

    Molly was a gentle giant and a very loyal companion. You were fortunate to have each other. Sigh, this makes me want to get a dog!

  3. Ulla Simonassi says:

    Goodmorning Diane,
    This is a voice from the past and our Steinberg days. I’ve recently found you on facebook and then your wonderful blog. I’ve read many of your tales and all of your life challenges and joys. I’m sorry for your loss of Molly….our pets are part of us and our families. I sent you a facebook message yesterday and would love to hear from you.
    Have a lovely Thanksgiving.
    Ulla Simonassi (Svenson)

  4. Nanci moir says:

    Your post about Molly brought tears to my eyes. I knew an Irish wolfhound many years ago and often think of him fondly. I have so enjoyed seeing Molly’s pictures and hearing about her. How is your springer doing? Is she lonely?

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