Molly of Pony Antiques

You may remember from a post last week that while we were searching for a real ghost town in Montana, we kind of ran out of road.  Not ones to give up that easily just because we (meaning Dad) can't read a map correctly, we decided to try to get to the top of that hill and find that ghost town from the other direction.  So off we went . . .

Have we mentioned that we (and Mom and Dad) are easily distracted by shiny objects, food and an assortment of other things?   We had to drive through a little town called "Pony" (isn't that just too adorable?) to get to the other end of that elusive road.  We love little towns, especially the ones that have just one main road running through the middle.  They're usually not that crowded, which suits us just fine, and they usually have a grassy place to stop and play.  And if Mom and Dad want to go in some shop that doesn't allow dogs, they can keep an eye on us from anywhere while we wait patiently in the car and bark "hello" at other dogs we see.  And weird statues!

Mom and Dad like to sniff around antique shops sometimes. They’re not professional antiquers (although they are antiques themselves – BOL!) and they don’t know exactly what they’re looking for. But, they’re always hoping to come away with some goofy treasure that might land them on the Antiques Roadshow and make them millionaires. So far, all they’ve gotten are some goofy treasures that probably aren’t worth what they paid for them. But, they have some fun so we let ‘em do it.

Anyway, they found Pony Antiques and figured this was probably the place where their undiscovered million dollar treasure waited.  Ummm, NOT!  They came back with some old silver buttons made from coins and a, um, pickle fork?!

But, they did meet a cutie pie named Molly that was helping her folks run the shop and being the official "greeter."  She graciously posed for several photos, but she was a dog of few words and didn't have time for an interview because of her shop duties and we didn't have time to wait around for her snack/potty break.  Daylight was awastin' and we had ghost towns to find.

Anyway, here for your viewing pleasure are the many faces of Molly -

How's this?  Is this my best side?

No, wait, I had my mouth open.

How's this side?  Do I look dark and mysterious?

Hmmm, wonder what's for dinner tonight?

And that's what I think of squirrels and baths!

Sorry Mom, didn't see you there.

Okay, enough with the picture taking. Now scram!

The Road Dogs (we can take a hint)