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Murphy’s path of destruction, a photo post

Sep 26 2017

Ollie spoiled us. He was a very, VERY good puppy. He was just good, with very little training necessary. He wasn’t destructive. He was a good sleeper. He was happy to just listen to us and play with his toys.

And then came Murphy.

This little numbnut, WHOM I ADORE, cannot be left alone for more than 15 minutes without finding something that we have been too lazy to put away. Behold, a photo collection of his destruction…

A Lowes Lawn & Garden clipping bag. He beat the crap out of it.

Doggo update

Aug 15 2017

I’m calling them doggos today to sound more Internet-hip. Is it working?

Ollie is doing great, and completely embracing his mellow years. Having a younger brother has brought the happiness back to him, and even though I know he’s annoyed by Murphy chomping on his tail, he looks out for the kids..

He’s happy. Trust me.

Murphy had his neuter last Tuesday and went from sad:

Cone of shame

To a little bit stoned:

A little bit of pain meds goes a long way.

Since he was beginning to look like a Muppet, I gave him a haircut.

And then had to vacuum the entire house. He also ate some of his own hair during the process. Typical Murphy.

Aftermath.

And Ollie is VERY much into my popcorn.

‘popcorn plz?’

It’s certainly been a wild ride these past few months, but it’s awfully nice having two dog noses around the house again.

Brothers and almost best friends.

TBT: Duke and Bandit

Jun 29 2017

I found an instant photograph taken of Duke and Bandit, 2 dogs from 1978.

You can tell it’s an old photo because of the bright red sofa, the insane flash, and the disinterested arm on the right that couldn’t be cropped out because it’s an old-school photo. Plus the dogs have those old 70s-esque names, not names that could be given to human children.

Or it could be Ollie and Murphy, as taken with a Fuji Instax camera that WM received for his birthday and I stole from him.

Aliases: Ollie-bear, Droopus McDoofus, Einstein, Olliepeno
Likes: Ball. Fetching the ball. Chasing the ball. Popcorn.
Dislikes: The vacuum, thinking, thunderstorms.
Birthday: June 5, 2007

Ollie, my 35th-birthday crisis. Ollie’s allegedly a pure Cocker Spaniel (so say his papers) but upon further examination…I don’t believe it for a second. He’s large, drooly and lumbering. He’s pretty dumb. But he’s the sweetest dog I’ve ever owned, bar none. There is no guile in this dog. He will sleep on your feet until they go numb. He will fetch a ball until he passes out from exhaustion. He has brought a huge amount of joy to our little household.