A Purrfect Friend- Murphy – We Miss YOU!
Murphy, O Murphy where have you hid? You are no where around…though Murphy has died days ago, I still look for him. Sometimes canines just feel “out of sorts.” That’s how I feel. Sometimes you don’t realize who your purrfect friends are until they are gone. Murphy I miss you more than when kong-time is late and you know how I long for my Kong.
What makes a purrfect friend you ask? Well, Murphy taught me a lot. I learned that things that go bump in the night isn’t usually something scary. It is usually Murphy running through the apartment or jumping on the furniture. Murphy loved playing with ribbons that my mom tied on door knobs, rolling all over batting them with his paws. Murphy seemed to enjoy life to the max even if it was only 4 months of his 6 years he lived with me and my mom-we had a great 4 months. A cat, yes A Cat named Murphy was classy, smart, good looking, funny and as bold as a lion. And I think he secretly loved it when I chased him. He was fast but ALWAYS stopped just for a second and turned towards me and SMILED. Yes, Murphy I must admit me and my mom miss you a lot.
Notice that Murphy was a purrfect friend not a perfect friend; after all he was a cat! My mom told me there is no such thing as a perfect friend on this earth. Like whiny me, Murphy hacking up hair balls, my mom when she forgets to fix my Kong; we all have shortcomings. It will do us good to look beyond the imperfections and cherish all the good things that make our friends the most wonderful friends in the world. *We miss you Murphy.
There hasn’t been much extra- CAT-curricular activities at home for the last week. Many of my mom’s friends have visited to help wrestle with little Murphy in order to get his meds down him. He has been one sick cat but seems better now, I hope. I think I love the little fella– to my great surprise.
Just Chillin’ with my brother, Murphy the cat.
Murphy has been in hiding most the time, I guess that is what cats do. Usually, I take great pleasure in Murphy coming out to “play.” He usually hangs out with us in the living room. Maybe I need a MRI of my brain to make sure I am normal as this doesn’t seem possible! Me the Shadow- missing the cat!
Murphy hasn’t slept with me and my mom since he got sick over a week ago. My mom told me she missed him walking on her though it causes her much pain. He climbs over to the other side of the bed and lays on his special pillow usually. Last night I heard mom go, “Ouch, ouch, ouch!” And there was Murphy climbing over my mom to get to “the other side.” My mom was so happy even with the pain- to have him back! She told him she would never complain again about the “ouch.” Murphy even came down to me and licked my face before settling down. I guess we all missed each other.
Bottom line: Appreciate even the things that we think just annoy us NOW. One day we may wake up without a cat to chase or friend to tease. Then we will realize how much they really were a great joy in our lives. Murphy, we hope you continue to get well and stay around a long time. For a cat…you are okay….okay, okay –for a cat you are great. Always Value those you chase…umm..I mean– those you love!
I love going places with my mom. Many people ask my mom what does she do? I am called a “Mobility Dog.” My main job is to help my mom stay mobile by helping her with balance, support, and bracing. My mom has a wheelchair stored in a closet and it is where we hope it will stay. During times I am out of harness when we go for a walk my mom uses a walker to keep stable.
Two Mobility Specialists
There is another type of Mobility Specialist called a chiropractor. My mom goes to Dr. Marc who uses his hands to set my mom straight. Dr. Marc says it is important to keep moving. The adjustment helps her keep moving and gets rid of headaches. (If Dr. Marc would just take Murphy he would be taking away my headache!) I love Dr. Marc and his staff as they also “treat me” literally with treats while always treating my mom with compassion and care.
Keep moving. There is no such thing as staying in place. If we are not moving forward, we are losing ground. Even when life is painful and it seems like you take three steps forward and two steps backwards, be thankful for the one step you gained…and keep moving- forward.
Okay, I got a bone to pick! I am not sure if I should pick it with Murphy (the cat) or with my mom. You see, I used to be “the one” – the only one. Now, I have to share my mom with ahhhh…ahhh THE CAT! Don’t get me wrong, Murphy is okay I guess– for a cat if he stays under the bed where he belongs. But he doesn’t. He even comes out to visit with my mom’s friends now!
My mom says she doesn’t play favorites. How come it feels like she does? Does she let me sit on her lap like Murphy does? No. Do I get to sleep on her pillow along side her like the crazy cat did the other night- No (I won’t fit on the pillow). At night, do I get to run through the apartment like a mad dog like the cat does? No. Do I get to roll on cat nip and zone out, no!
My mom says she loves me differently than Murphy but the same. What is that Greek or something? Strange talk for a dog to understand. Mom says there is no reason to be jealous. She reminds me of my Special calling to help her and go places with her and Murphy never gets to go. Mom brushes my teeth and grooms me and lets Murphy do his own thing. Okay, okay…my green eyes are turning brown again. I guess Murphy deserves to be loved just as I do. He just better not try bringing my mom her slippers or anything like that. That is MY job.
Why Did God Make Cats?
My mom says her favorites are a dog name Shadow (ME!) and a cat named Murphy. She said to make either one of us more important or choosing one over the other is wrong. She told me a good way for me to deal with jealousy is to honor one another (Murphy?!) above myself ..meaning I should be tail wagging happy that Murphy has a place to live with us. Mom said it means not to chase him. Boy, living with a cat sure can change a dog’s life! That is Mission Impossible…if Murphy runs it is my solemn duty as a dog to chase him, right? (Mom says Nope!)
My mom took me to the dog park to play the other day. I didn’t know any of the dogs there but it didn’t matter. When another dog walked up the gate to come and play; I ran over to the gate to sniff and greet! I love every dog I ever met, even Pepe and Zeke; two Chihuahuas who seem intent on being the BIG dog who wanted to take my face off in one small nibble (they have big mouths but in noise only -not in actual physical size). I think the little dogs are a hoot. I love running around and jumping over them and keep on running while they are still running their mouth!! They are so cute! I love people too! And I am even starting to like cats. (don’t tell Murphy)
I even love a dog I do not see. In fact, my mom told me about her friends dog Marley and now he is my best dog. You could say we are in a relationship but my mom said in Face Book terms I would have to say “it’s complicated.” We never see each other but I love him. My mom says it is possible to love someone deeply even though you don’t get to see them much or played often.
Why don’t people love each other? I’ve witnessed many more people fights than dog fights. When we fight (I got into a small fight with a beagle the other night) we get over it and usually are having a great time playing 30 seconds later. People seem to stay angry and get bitter. We are sad when we see our humans not get along. Yes, life can be complicated but when “the little Chihuahuas” try to bite your face off, jump over them and keep on running….oh yeah, Murphy the cat said to look back and smile at them as you run.
It may not be wrong, but it sure it isn’t right! The other day my mom told me to “Kennel.” So I headed over that way. To my shock Murphy was in there! Can you believe the nerve of some cats! At first my mom thought it was cute. This felt like a conspiracy. Murphy seemed to make a point of camping in MY kennel– way back in the corner of it. My mom told me to go in there anyway; so I crawled in and nudged him several times. The goofy cat just rolled over and smiled…well it sure looked like a smile. I backed out of there in a hurry. I was disgusted. What gives him the right to my kennel?
Cat in MY Kennel!!
Some may think it’s no big deal. In fact, my mom compromised for a few days telling me it is just a little change, what could be bad about that? Murphy stayed in for a little while at first. Then he stayed in MY Kennel more and more. The longer Murphy made MY kennel his new home the more displaced I felt. No place to go to chill, no Kennel to go in when I was naughty. I never thought of messing with his cat bed (though I did try to get in his litter box once – he has some interesting stuff in there! And I got in BIG trouble for that). My life became less structured and my “place” of discipline non-existent since Murphy took over my place. The cat decided that he had “rights” to my Kennel.
Well, my mom said enough was enough and tried to shake Murphy out of the Kennel. (Now that was funny!) It didn’t work. My mom got a spray bottle and with two squirts of water Murphy vacated the Kennel! That was all it took. He has not been in My Kennel since!
Most of the time there is nothing wrong with sharing. But giving up our constitutional rights is another thing. We need to take heed. Most of the time giving in a little turns into giving more than we expect. Give an inch and some will take a mile, or a country. Just give a cat a bed and next he’ll try to take over the dog’s kennel.
Boy, did my mom rock my world! We went to Petco and I thought way cool, mom is going to buy me treats. I was wrong. We adopted a cat!! Sometimes I think my mom is crazy. We have a happy home why ruin it with a ca-ca-cat? Truly this is a CATastophe in the making.
Murphy the cat
Well, to my utter amazement Murphy is a pretty cool cat. You could say my attitude needed some big time adjustments and my mom helped me make them. Do cats laugh? When I chase Murphy, my mom says, “SHADOW KENNEL!” I swear Murphy turns and grins at me just as he takes off to his safe place. The very first night, Murphy had the guts to get on the bed with us! Where is the boundaries boy? My mom was up most the night helping me make more adjustments in my attitude. By morning, not only was Murphy sleeping on the bed with us, he had snuggled up to me!
It has been about a month since Murphy came to live with us. I must confess life is much more interesting. Actually, what I thought was the worst possible thing, turned out to be nice. Don’t tell Murphy but I am rather fond of the little fella. We play and run around the apartment. My mom still likes me best! She tells me I am her favorite dog!
What we think is the worst thing that could happen to us may actually turn out to be wonderful! At first it may not seem like it. Some times our attitude needs to change. It is amazing how much our attitude can dictate whether we look at life as a disaster or an adventure we can learn from and perhaps enjoy. The choice is ultimately ours to make.