Thinking About Things

Last week I went for a bike ride.  And for some reason, I started thinking about Murphy.  Then I thought about all the dogs that have owned me.

Our time on Earth, my mother used to say, is short.  For dogs, it's even shorter.  But as I was riding, I thought about how Murphy, Riley, and Alex have stayed inside my heart.  And how they have stayed inside my soul.  They have "made me."  Their legacy is my love of Sage, Annie Oakley, Willa and maybe others...

I was once told that the greatest compliment I could give someone who I'd loved and died, is to love again.  It shows how magnificent the love was the first time.

Indeed.

Murphy's Day.