Oh, Murphy, I miss you so much, buddy. You were, quite simply, the best dog. You were always sweet. ALWAYS. You never demanded anything. You were content to be by my side, always happy, always wagging your tail. The thing people always commented on about you was how happy you always were. |
I adopted you when I was 32 and you were 1. You have been by my side almost the entirety of my adult life. You carried me through heartache and were the reason I got up some mornings, when life threatened to sink me into a dark, dark place. You also shared all of my joys with me. The empty space your passing leaves is immense.
You had three favorite things - talking long, slow walks, where you got to sniff whatever you wanted, as long as you wanted; bacon; and naps.
On 3/13/18, I had to let you go. I know it was the right thing, but it still hurts. I am immensely grateful that your passing was so God ordained and peaceful. You had two plates of bacon, started snoring when they gave you the sedative and went to sleep. You got your bacon, a nap and went to go on a long walk in Heaven. As hard as it was, my friend, it was an honor to transition you back to your Creator, who so perfectly made you and who so lovingly let me care for you in your brief time on earth
I am also grateful your sister, Heidi, went before you. I know you are a little hesitant in new places. I know she was waiting impatiently for you when you got there, saying, "Finally! I've been waiting for you! What took you so long? Let's go! I've got SO much to show you!" I know there were so many other people and beloved animals who were waiting for you, too.
It was my privilege to have you in my life for so long. Just as your sister left a Heidi-shaped hole, you leave a Murphy-shaped hole in my heart. You will always be loved and your memory will always be honored.