Molly has a story to tell.
She’s 10. Or 12. Maybe more. We’re not sure. We know she spent most of her younger years pregnant and stuffed in a cage. That’s why she existed -- to provide dachshund puppies for sale. At some point, her usefulness fizzled. Maybe her litters weren’t big enough, or perhaps she didn’t get pregnant as often as the humans who kept her locked up wanted. We’ll never really know.