Molly's Story Quotes

“You can’t run away from your problems. They’ll always find you.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“She rubbed me up and down with the towel until my skin felt so alive and buzzing that, when she let me go, I just had to run. I raced around the house, shaking myself to get rid of any last drops of that stinky, soapy water and leaping over chairs and on the couch. Then I flopped onto the carpet and scooted along, rubbing my belly and then my shoulders and then my back, until I began to smell like myself again and all the dampness was gone from my fur.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“My mother came over to give the new dog a good sniff. Daisy held still and then did the same back. She wasn’t shy with Rocky or me, either. When we came over, Daisy stuck her nose down to be sniffed, and even flopped down so we could wrestle with her. I liked Daisy, I decided. Wrestling was even more fun than chasing. But when Jennifer came outside with bowls of food and water, Daisy waited until Jennifer was far away before she bolted over to the food and devoured it in three gulps.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“So it’s okay for me to take Rocky?” Trent picked up my brother and tucked him under his chin. “More than okay. Just, please, if for any reason it’s not working out, bring him back.” “Oh, it’s going to work out great. Rocky? Ready to go to your new home?” the boy asked, grinning. CJ set me down on the grass. I sat and scratched my ear and waited for her to pick me back up. “Oh, look at her,” CJ said. “It’s like she knows I’m leaving without her.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“It’s wonderful, what you do,” she said to Jennifer as she stood by the gate to the yard, with Che on a leash beside her. “I think if I tried to foster dogs I’d wind up keeping all of them.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“first, everything was dark. I felt warmth all around me, and I could smell other puppies cuddled up close. I could smell my mother, too. Her scent was safety, and comfort, and milk. When I was hungry, I would squirm toward that smell, and find milk to drink. When I was cold, I would press close to her fur, or burrow under a brother or a sister. And then I’d sleep until I was hungry again. When I opened my eyes after a few days, things began to get more interesting.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“That’s how life is. Some dogs get treats for doing almost nothing, and some dogs are good dogs and get no treats at all.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story

“Obviously, I was more special than they were, because I got to be outside of the kennels and next to my girl.”
― W. Bruce Cameron, Molly's Story