Murphy sez: Hey Mica, did ya see my spiffy new boots?! When do you think I get to try them out? Mica sez: I don’t know, Murph. J seems to think they’re a bit too tall to work with your leg all messed up like it is, but maybe this weekend. They sure are fancy, with all that tread on the bottom. You’re gonna have some serious traction on the road, my friend. Murphy sez: It’s gonna be cool, right?…
Murphy sez: I…am the greatest dog alive! Last weekend, I got a steady stream of treats for a good twenty minutes. It was phenomenal! One of the best days ever! And all because there was a ferocious beast in our kitchen… Mica sez: Don’t you think that’s just a bit dramatic, Murph? Murphy sez: Shush! It’s my story, I’ll tell it like I want to. Anyway, like I was saying, I was just minding my own business out in the…
Mica sez: Hey Murph, that’s a snazzy new legging J made for ya. Makes you look like you’re headed for the tundra or something. How’s it working for ya? Murphy sez: It is pretty cool, isn’t it? Except the bows. They’re kinda girly. J should rethink that part of the design. Get me some velcro or buttons or something. But it’s comfy, and it doesn’t stick to my sore leg, and it’s got lots of little holes to let air…
Murphy sez: Hey – it’s Friday again! And we made it a whole week without fighting. That’s pretty cool, isn’t it Mica? Mica sez: Sure is. Not that you could tell by the way you tore into your own leg the other night. What was that all about, anyways? Murphy sez: I don’t know what came over me! One minute B let me lay outside in the sun and I was soaking it up after being housebound for two…
Murphy sez: So I moved into a new place about a week ago, and I have to say, Keeper J runs a pretty tight ship. I mean, the first thing we had to do when I arrived (after my foster mom moved all my stuff) was go for a walk with my new housemate, Mica. In the wind and rain. With no sidewalks. Uphill. For what felt like six miles. The foster folks had disappeared by the time I got…