Mica sez: Wow, Murphy. It’s been a crazy week around here. I don’t even think people are going to believe it. Wild, wacky stuff. But I think we’re handling it pretty well, don’t you? Almost as good as those olympic people that J and B have been watching on TV this week…
Murphy sez: Of course we are. Because we’re just that good. The “only a tiny bit of a freakout at the motorcycle gang who nearly ran us over the other night ‘cause we weren’t crossing the street fast enough when they wanted to make a left turn” kind of good. Though I kinda would like to find those guys and teach ‘em some manners. We don’t run, dang it. We walk or trot, like the civilized and somewhat injured (in my case) pups that we are. Sheesh.
Mica sez: I can’t even believe you did so good – and you were on the outside, even, so they were comin’ right at you! But you didn’t bark and barely gave J any trouble when she scooted you up onto the curb, so I say you win a gold medal for conquering your fears just then. Well done, Murph. You’ve come a long way…
Murphy sez: Hey thanks man. I did pretty well with the M&M J dropped earlier too. She tried to take it back, of course, but I managed to swallow half of it, and the rest turned her fingers orange. Serves her right for trying to take it away. “Chocolate’s not good for you, Murphy,” she says. Harumph! One M&M is not going to kill me. And the half I got was totally delicious.
Mica sez: I can’t give you a gold medal for eating junk food, Murph. But you can have a silver one for helping J with the weeding by snacking on a good chunk of bindweed. I think she’s still gonna have to get out there with the pruners and cut the tree starts down, but you made a good dent in the actual weeds, and you’ve been keeping the grass trimmed around the sugar maple. Another atta-boy for you. You’re killin’ it this week!
Murphy sez: It wasn’t all that violent, Mica. Geez. Although I did kill that bunny that came in the PupJoy box we finally opened last week. It was so soft and fuzzy, I actually think I set a new record for chewing a seam apart and unstuffing the little guy. It was gone less than an hour after it came out of the box. RIP, little fleece and denim bunny dude…
Mica sez: Yeah, and then you tore the arms off my new fox after I chewed on him for awhile, and J had to cut off his ears and feet so you wouldn’t swallow them, and by that time, the poor thing was just about a goner. Ironic that the only things that lasted from that box are the stuffed postman, who I don’t think even you are going to chew apart for a good long while, and some sort of weird bacon-flavored fake antler chew toy that J thinks we’ll be too rough with, so she’s saving it for another doggie. Someone who isn’t as rough on toys as we are.
Murphy sez: Well, you’re the one she’s constantly referring to as a “brute”. She usually just calls me cute. ‘Cause I am.
Hey, did you see that huge bag of bully sticks J and B brought home from Costco Monday night?! It’s too bad we only get them on weekends. I mean, they could buy two bags, right? I do love a good bully stick to snack on…
Mica sez: Me too…I tried to talk J into giving us one that night, but she wouldn’t budge. She can be a big meanie sometimes. Like when she locked us in the dining room the other day so that guy could come work on our internet connection. I think she should have left us out. We wouldn’t hurt him. And it might be fun to watch him climb that big pole out back…
Murphy sez: Yeah! The one those pesky squirrels use as a stupid highwire highway. I wonder if that guy saw a squirrel up there. Do you think I should ask? Do you think he’d catch it for me? I mean, that would be the ultimate squeaky toy, right?
Mica sez: Yes, yes it would. I tore apart a squirrel the other night after our walk…although it wasn’t a real squirrel, so that probably doesn’t count. I don’t think it’s very sporting to have someone else catch the squirrel for you though. Wouldn’t it be more fun to catch it yourself?
Murphy sez: If I could climb poles and trees, sure. Since I can’t…I’m good having someone give me a little “hunting assist”.
So what are we gonna do this weekend, Mica? It’s been cooler, so walking’s been more fun – though we did have to walk after dark a few nights this week on account of J having too much stuff to do. Good thing we have our light-up leashes! Though J’s thinking maybe she should get us light up collars too, so it doesn’t look like just a floating light saber…
Mica sez: That might be cool for Halloween, actually. It would look like she’s walking ghost dogs if our collars lit up too! Think it would freak people out?
Murphy sez: I dunno. But that one guy sure thought our leashes were cool the other night. Silly man didn’t even seem to notice us. I mean, we’re way cooler than our leashes. Humans are weird.
Murphy sez: Yes they are, Murph. Yes they are. Is it Saturday yet? Should I bug J for a bully stick?
Mica sez: One more day of napping, dude. I think we’ve earned that this week, don’t you?
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