When we were coming home from snowshoeing, Annie licked Willa dry, as if Willa was one of her pups. I know I have been perplexed by Annie, a very spirited girl. But recently, I have been realizing that Annie is a remarkable dog. In many ways she channels Murphy. The love of life, the spirit, the silliness...and the loving. The loving.
Annie Oakley. Nothing better than a walk in a field on a brisk morning with three great dogs (to paraphrase the human Annie Oakley).
Murphy's Day.
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