Molly started the car and pushed the buttons for the back windows to go down making sure Sheba would have plenty of fresh air for the drive to her place. She was strangely excited about the two sitting in her car. It was so far an enjoyable day, minus the burns on Marcel's hands. She couldn't wait to get home and open the back to give Sheba a run. Her fenced in yard had a small stream that cut through the side of the yard, a special pet safe guard to keep animals out and pets in. It was built by her Dad and it was approximately one half mile long by one quarter mile wide, with trees and landscaping to keep it natural looking.<br/><br/>"I hope you will enjoy yourself, and treat my home as yours while you are there. I feel we could have a lot of fun together while your hands are mending. I am looking forward to this as well, and having Sheba is an extra bonus."<br/><br/>She took the next right driving about two miles and the next left on a dirt road. She stopped at the brick mailbox, got her mail, and drove about another mile before coming to a black iron gate. She pressed the button on her keyring, it opened, and pressing it again after they passed the gate. "Now you're safe for as long as you want to stay, Marcel. Welcome to the 'Molly Skratchit Manor'." She laughed. "My Dad gave this place to me when I graduated college, before he and my Mom went to Hawaii to live. Welcome home." Molly pulled into the garage, closed the door and opened the back yard door for Sheba. "Come on Sheba, a whole new world awaits you!"