My friends at work decided that her name should be Tullah, something to do with the movie "my greek fat wedding". Although, I thought she looked more like a Bertha.
Molly did not know how to react when the bullie got home, but she was willing to put up with the company as long as the company did not interfere with our quality time, or as long as Tullah did not get too close to her. It was all good, since she was only going to be around for a few days, after all Molly was used to me doggie-sitting for friends.
However, Tullah really liked Molly. She attempted to play with Molly, by tackling her when she least expected. I imagine, Molly felt rammed by a freight train.
It was kind of funny, because Molly found very creative ways to be in opposite ends of the room or the house in order to avoid her. However, on the Saturday, my friend was picking Tullah to take her home, Molly was starting to warm up to her. Timing was all wrong, I had to travel out of state, Molly had to go to gramma and Tullah to her new home with doggies her own kind.
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