I guess I’m a Georgia girl now even though I used to live in Texas. Down there I ended up in a shelter so that’s a part of my life I’d like to forget. When I first got here I had heartworms but I had a fairy godmother looking after me. She drove me all the way to Atlanta and paid the doctor for the medicine I needed to get rid of them in honor of her dog Rusty Lipscomb who used to be an AGA orphan too! Now I’m concentrating on my new mom who is an AGA helper. She picked me out of all those dogs. I also have a cat all my own. I never had a cat before- I don’t think. With so many nice people helping to give me a new life, is it any wonder I feel just like Cinderella? Thank you, thank you. Molly