Yes, Dear…
Molly, aka Kissypants
by Anjie Coates
Photo by Anjie Coates
Molly is a black Pug that has been coming monthly for grooming since she was a puppy. She can’t stop kissing, which has earned her the affectionate nickname of “Kissypants.”
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    “Good morning, Molly,” I say as I take her from her owner’s arms.
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    Molly: “Missed you! Missed you!” As she kisses my cheek twice and my hand once.
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    “I missed you too, honey,” I say and I give her a kiss on her head.
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    Molly: Wagging wildly in my arms, “Mom told me I was coming to see you!”
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    “I know. I’m glad you’re here, honey. My assistant Angie will come get you in just a minute for your bath,” I tell her as I put her in a crate.
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    Molly: “Wait!” She turns around and puts her front feet on my shoulders to give me two more kisses. “OK, there. Now I’m ready.”
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    “OK, good,” I say with a chuckle.
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    A short time later, I peek into her crate and see her already asleep on her heated towel.

    “Hey sleepy girl, you ready for your finish?” I ask.

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    Molly: Her eyeballs pop open. “I’m ready!” She stretches and then wags.
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    “You couldn’t really have been asleep, you’ve been in there maybe five minutes,” I say as I open the crate door.
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    Molly: “Recharging my kiss battery. Angie needed a lot of kisses so I needed a quick nap.”
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    “Oh, OK. Well, let’s get you finished, shall we?” I say with a smile as I carry her to the table.
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    Molly: “I love spa days.”
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    “Oh, I know. Trust me,” I say as I grab my rotary tool, mask and finger guards and set her on the table.
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    Molly looks at the nail filing equipment and sighs.
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    “I know, but you can do this. It’ll only be a couple minutes, so no kissing,” I advise.
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    Molly: “I can’t. I just can’t.”
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    “I believe in you. You’ve got this,” I assure her.
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    Molly: “Must kiss!!!” As her tongue darts in and out.
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    “Two nails to go,” I say.
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    Molly’s tail begins wagging madly, and the second I turn off the rotary tool she explodes in kisses.
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    I lift my head so she kisses my neck instead of my face and say, “OK…thank you. Yes, all kissed. We good now?”
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    Molly: Sighs and returns to all fours, “OK, yeah, we’re good.”
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    “Great, let’s get your picture taken while Angie calls your Mom,” I say as I carry her into the picture room.
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    Molly: “OK!” As she kisses my neck and wags so hard her body vibrates.
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    “Nice job, Molly! You’re a good girl!” I tell her as I offer her a treat for getting her picture taken.
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    Molly: Launching off the small bed into my arms, “No treats! Kisses!” And gives me another flurry of kisses.
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    I hand her to her owner and she gives her Mom one kiss and then relaxes in her arms.

    “One? That’s it? One kiss?” I ask.

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    Molly: “I’m exhausted. I used up all my kisses.”
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    I give her a kiss on her head and say, “OK, you go home and nap and recharge your kiss battery, Kissypants.”
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    Molly: “Wait! Don’t go! One more kiss?”
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    I lean over and let her give me one last kiss and utter,
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