To my sweet Murphy. My big yellow baby. You, I don't think, were a full blooded Lab. I don't guess I'll ever really know. A child came and knocked on the door on November 4th, 2006. You didn't care much for this child because he was Autistic. I never understood a Lab not liking a child. I should have known then. I don't know what happened or provoked you, but you bit my lower leg. I had 2 massive puncture wounds. Ended up in the ER for Tetanus, etc. The next day my father came to the house. He put a chain around your neck and hauled you off to my Grandfather's farm. I know what happened. My father always said if a dog bites an owner, the dog dies. I could not stand the thought of you being adopted out to another family and biting a child. I still have the scars on my lower leg. I will always have a reminder of you. I still cry to this day. I think mainly because it broke my heart that you would bite ME of all people. I love you Murphy. I miss you every day. :'(
That whole story is just so sad on so many levels. :'(
Kim, I hope your heart heals soon......
"If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went." author Will Rogers
Auggie 12/29/95 ~ 01/15/09
Thank you so much for the kind words....
So sorry,,,,, :'( I know he will be waiting for you, on the other side of the bridge....
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.