This darling puppy’s name is Murphy, and Judy, his person and our neighbor, stopped by yesterday for a visit. We went into the backyard, which is fenced in, so Murphy could safely sniff and explore. And chew on a plant pot.
While Murphy and Judy visited, Liam slept in my office, and he didn’t even know there was a dog in the yard. Sad, because in his younger years, Liam would have been romping with Murphy. But as our dog buddy is now old and blind, it is probably just as well he didn’t know there was a puppy in his backyard.
Seeing the adorable Murphy reminded me of the time Clif and I took Liam, when he was a puppy, to visit a woman called Lovedy, the mother of a friend. Lovedy, known as Aunt Love to everyone, was originally from England and still had a delightful accent. Aunt Love was also wild about dogs, which is why we took Liam to see her.
Aunt Love took one look at Liam and said, “Oh, what a fine little fellow.”
Our hearts swelled with pride.
I told Judy this story and said of Murphy, “Oh, what a fine little fellow.”
Judging from the bright smile on her face, I would have to say Judy’s heart swelled with pride, too.
Welcome to the neighborhood, Murphy, you fine little fellow!