My dear friends, Les and Ann lost their beloved Kol. And after a long time, they are now beginning to think about letting another dog enter into their lives. They should. They are the perfect dog parents. Kol lived a great life, and any pup who comes to the wonderfully warm house in Deadwood, Oregon, will believe it's in labrador heaven.
So, Les and Ann have been Black lab people. I had been a Yellow lab person. Until Willa. Actually I was a terrier person until Murphy. I wasn't sure I could "handle" a lab. But Murphy, well, she came into my life and just swept me away.
And I think, now, it doesn't really matter what color...it's about whether the dog has wormed it's way into your heart and whether you're heart is open.
I remember Murphy as a pup. Full of energy. And then, at night, while I was watching TV after a long day, her head would rest on my lap. As if to say: "there is nothing better." Didn't matter what color Murphy was, she just wanted to give me her love.
Murphy's Day.
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