Mollie passed away yesterday due to complications and seizures, she was 14 years old.
I named her after my grandmother who I heard about through stories and photographs, but never met since she passed away before I was born.
Mollie was a dog I had since I was 16. My favorite memory of her was when I took her home for the first time; she was 6 weeks old. I had made a box for her to sleep in with a blanket and a little blue bear for comfort. She pushed the bear against the corner, hopped on it, then snuggled up against me.