The good is: I am still alive.
The bad is: The damn fungus are back inside my head.
The ugly is: Murphy went on to his just rewards.
Murphy the leader of the house was not feeling well his last nights on this plane.
Deb could tell the end was approaching and her mood reflected it. Murph and I had known each other about a year and a half, not long in hairless ape years but a long time in dog or cat time.
I didn't know Murph in his prime but I heard tales of his laughing dance and his loyalty to his mom Deb, who is now my mom.
Murphy had those puss and boots eyes he would dilate as big as moons, he could hypnotize you with those eyes.
He let me in his house he let me play with him he swatted me gently and I grew to love him. I feel privileged to have known him.
He had a rough last few years as did I as did bones. At one point bones was flat on his back unable to move, I was on anti fungal meds and Murphy had bad kidneys and deb had to hydrate him with a drip bag. Sounds pretty pathetic but in the process we bounded.
I was closer to Murphy than bones was but bones got to hear the incredible murphy purr at night.
Murph would lie next to deb and sent out the most incredible sound.
At the end Murphy developed a very loud howl at night, hopefully it wasn't from pain. I choose to believe it was his way of leaving some directions for JUJU and Purcy on how to carry on with the job at hand.
So murph here's to you so glad I knew you so sad your gone.
Tomorrow: The rise of the Weeze.
Hugs from The Valley Cash Fargo Bellinger
Each day is a gift somedays its just harder to open the present.
