The dog.
He has been in to the room to see me twice tonight. Actually, he isn’t here to see me. Oh, he likes me, but he comes in here to steal things.
Lately he has had a fascination for the stuffed Pileated woodpecker Don keeps on his dresser.
The toy makes a Pileated woodpecker call. Murphy is halfway convinced it must be alive.
He’s licking his chops in expectation.
Don’t worry: we didn’t let him have the bird. Some things are not doggy toys.
Like my gloves or the box of tissue on my desk. But Murphy keeps coming back and trying.
Gotta love dogs.



Murphy cracks me up. Yesterday, I thought our dog Coco was being unusually sweet to me by licking my face for the longest time. Then I realized I had just eaten sweets and she was just trying to get some herself. LOL