This week I found out my sweet Molly Sue has a Mass Cell Tumor (cancer). To say this news is shocking and utterly devastating would be an understatement.

Molly’s Story

I rescued Molly in February 2019. She came from the Eunoia Rescue here in Charleston. I had been looking for a few months and when I first laid eyes on her sweet sad eyes I KNEW I had to have her! She was recued off the streets of Berkely County. She was found with horrible mange, malnourished, a tail injury, and heartworm positive. But the most heartbreaking was she had obviously whelped a litter recently, although her milk was in the process of drying up. The best the rescue could figure she was thrown to the streets once her puppies were weaned. I believe this because she is fiercely loyal and protective. She would have given her all to protect and care for her babies.

Molly came home with me and honestly the first night we looked at each other like “what have we gotten ourselves into!” . There was definitely an adjustment period…more for me than her! But she has come such a long way! She graduated from obedience school….twice! The second go around was more to remind me I was the alpha. Hm. She has become my whole family’s therapy pup. Anyone having a tough time, long days, or just needs kisses comes to see her. She is ALWAYS excited to see her favorite people and dogs. She has two best friends here on the property. She takes her Guard Dog duties very, very seriously! She will tell you she has saved her mom from countless UPS, Amazon, and FedEx murderers. She is her kitties first loves.

As my eyes water, I am trying to explain what she has meant to me. She came along one year after I lost my best friend to suicide. This event set in motion a mental health journey I never saw coming. I did not see the darkness, hopeless days ahead, or the complete and utter despair coming my way. BUT GOD did, and He granted me the gift of unconditional love through Molly when I could not and would not love myself. She has watched and guided me through seasons of loss, seasons of tears, seasons of loneliness, and most certainly seasons of joy. She is so many things to me it is hard to put to paper.

Just last/this week I depleted all my resources in a major motor repair on my car. Dropping my car off the same day I would later find out Molly had cancer. I am not one to ask for help, and certainly not to ask for money yet here I am. Swallowing the hard lump of pride, to help give my girl, my sidekick, my Molly-moo-moo a chance at a longer and fuller life.

First course of treatment will be surgery to remove the tumor that is located on her right rear leg behind the knee. This will be followed by recovery and observation. Dr. Jones feels they can get the tumor and clear margins because the tumor is not attached to bone or muscle. She shows no other symptoms of metastasis, is acting and functioning as normal. But for her to have a chance to live outside The Cone of Shame and limit any spread she needs the surgery. Her surgery is tentatively scheduled for next Tuesday. The surgery could run anywhere from $1500 to $2000

Any donation would be graciously and humbly accepted. My prayer is you and your fur babies will be blessed tenfold for any gift.