This morning, Murphy was snuggled into her bed when I came downstairs. No mishaps. But she woke and watched me. After skimming the papers on-line, I got her up. Her body was all warm, that gentle warmth of having been asleep. She even had a bit of morning hair. We went out in back and she did her thing. I know this is repetitive, but she is an amazing dog. Even in the very little things. And, I suppose, that is what makes her so great. The little things.
Off to some orange.
Murphy's day.
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