14/10/2024
Oh I know its been such a long time in sharing stories, and man, do we have a lot of stories to share! Let me ease into the Monday morning with this little gem- Murphy.
For an hour this morning, we were without power due to a transformer blowing up so I decided to take the time to go sit outside, say a few prayers, and just enjoy the morning. Both dogs came out to supervise and Gunny was doing something I guess.
Once I was finished, I noticed Gunny had come out to join me and we were all just embracing the slower-paced Monday (thank you power outage). We realized that Murphy had dropped one of his toys into the pool and I asked Gunny to retrieve the toy because if Murphy doesn't have his hundred of toys available, well, its just not perfect in his world.
With a Monday attitude of grumps, Gunny retrieved said toy while commenting to Murphy about toy responsibilities, blah blah blah (I just quit listening). Let's just say all agreed and all was well. Until it wasn't.
Down from the top of the fence appears a squirrel and with a swish of his tail, it was on! Murphy was running back and forth chasing the squirrel as he taunted Murphy from the top of the fence line. Back and forth, coaching from Gunny to "Get that squirrel Murphy, get that squirrel!" I suggested to everyone "Knock it off- we get along with wildlife in this family"...I mean this went on for a few laps until the squirrel became bored and disappeared into the greenery.
With a heavy sign of frustration, disgust, and defeat, Gunny and Murphy turned away from the fence to head back in and that's when it happened- he dropped his newly rescued toy back into the pool, but the deep end this time. Without a word spoken, Gunny grabbed the pool net (again) and walked over to the pool to retrieve said toy (again) while Murphy stood there deliriously happy that he was getting his toy back.
It's not fair to laugh at these two while standing there, so I turned away from them to spare them the laughs and instead headed back into the house smirking and snorting under my breath. I did fine until I caught Tripp's reaction and oh-so-subtle side eye that he shot back at the dynamic duo and then looked at me as if to say "these kids" and then sighed like a teenager while he joined me in the house.
And as we all eventually came into the house, the power came on and we all refocused our collective efforts. As I settled back into my office, I noticed Murphy had placed his "pool toy" on Shiner's dog bed, which is next to my desk and the window where he eventually decided to chill for the morning. I'd like to think Murphy chose that special spot to say "Shiner told me it was ok to be my own dog, whatever that looks like." It is and Shiner was right- be you, in fact, be unapologetically you, and enjoy doing your own thing!
Missing my ShinerRoo and loving his legacy of this dog wisdom!
Hope all are doing well!
Shana
