My sons’s dog, Murphy, passed away yesterday. This morning, Sam couldn’t bear to hear this song from Toy Story 2 because he was already wishing he had spent even more time with the dog he loved while she was living. So I listened to it after he left for school this morning and identified with the toy that was left behind. I miss Murphy. A dog’s love is unique. Never again will I see her run to greet me at the end of a day. It never mattered what the day had brought when I saw her face running toward me.
Good dog, Murphy!
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