Murphy

Introducing Murphy

This little guy is Murphy.  We adopted him for his big brother Sir Chance A-Lot.  He is adorable and very smart too.  He decided that Chance was his and Donnie is indeed the Alpha.  I am the treat person.  He is very sweet.  He loves to chew and shred.  

He is like his big brother and loves to sleep on my pillows.  

Of course, Chance did most of the training of Murphy.  I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing.  

Murphy and his beloved Dad.  

Always on my bed............. oh my, the fur that Murphy sheds.  

Murphy is a lovely little boy.  He is funny and he makes us laugh. When we first bought him home he could walk under Chance. Now the opposite is true. When Murphy was teething Chance allowed him to chew on his head and cheeks until they bled.  It drove me crazy.  Chance, not so much.  Murphy now drags Chance through the house by his back leg or by his collar.  I didn't think that Chance had so much tolerance or patience.  

Sir Chance A-Lot New Update

It has been awhile since my last blog.  A lot of stuff has happened.  My poor little boy has become a tripod.  He had to have his leg and shoulder removed November 2013.  It has been a learning experience for all of us. It started with a fall out of my bed at 2:30 am.  The screeching sound that came out of him is a sound that I hadn't ever heard before and one I hope to never hear again.  We rushed him to the vet.  X-Rays revealed the shattered bones. This was indeed caused by the abuse he received as a puppy.

His ever faithful and loyal puppy, Murphy stayed with him and was as gentle as a rambunctious puppy can be. 

Chance's recovery was long and at times painful.  I was known as the overly protective mother at the veterinary clinic. It was tough watching him limp around and trying to pee without falling on his face. There were many tears shed, many massages, much pleading to get his medications into him, and many many cleanings, and bandage changes. I knew we were on an upward swing the day I discovered him standing on the kitchen table and crying because he couldn't get down. He did get both of our plates licked clean before the crying began. YAHOO!

Sir Chance A-Lot remains my salvation and my most ardent love.  When I leave to go to work, he looks at me with such longing in his eyes and I return his loving gaze.  He is as much a part of me as my heart, or my brain.  When I return home from work he greets me with 10,000 welcomes and stays at my side until I leave for work the next day.  The adoration is one hundred percent reciprocated,