Well, this is it...the day that Molly has to go home. As you can see, she fits into our home and routine beautifully. We've loved having her and look forward to the day when she will come back for a week or two. When she went back home the last time....she and I would look at each other...on opposite sides of the street. They have an invisible fence and she doesn't cross the line. She would make little noises and I would drop everything and go give her a pat. We brought her back her to spend some time in the house too. I was delighted, when they asked if we would take care of her for 9 days. So, this is it Molly girl. Except for jumping up on the table, you've been a good doggy. I'll shed a couple of tears, but know that you are just across the street. Last time, it made me feel so good that she was excited to see her family. They must be so kind to her for her to be such a wonderful dog.