One thing about Murphy that I love: he is persistent and optimistic. He thinks everyone loves him. He has no idea how close I came to throwing the towel in on him when he was a pup. He’s just certain I adore him.
Just look at him nuzzle my leg. “Aw, Mom…. You know you want to rub my belly…”
He’s my equivalent of Pioneer Woman’s Basset Hound. I think he’s pretty much on the same intelligence level (but an entirely different energy level).
I was just trying to get some photos of Murphy like PW takes of her Basset Hound, Charlie. But Murphy is not as mellow and kept moving.
Just to toss this in because it is random (and I was talking about PW): Hamilton also makes horse halters. And calf halters. Has nothing to do with Murphy or the fact that he would not hold still for me.
Not quite the same effect as a Basset Hound’s ears.
Murphy is quite vocal. I don’t know what he was telling Donald, but I am pretty sure it was sass.
He’s pretty sure he spelled out b-i-s-c-u-i-t. Waiting for the answer.
Dogs. Proof that God has a sense of humor.
Jaci Dawn 
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