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My Dog Murph

My dog Murph is what I call him sometimes, he answers to Murphy or Murph. He is so set in his ways, whenever he wants something, he comes over to me and stares at me,then he paws me on the hand or arm, if that fells,he sits up on his rump. Always I say no, or wait I'm busy, it matters not to him in anyway. I always give in to him, and let him have what he wants, because he is my best friend. And that's what best friends are for. wrote 4-16-07

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Date: 4/30/2011 10:48:00 AM
Enjoyed reading about Murphy..Our Rat Terrier has heart failure or congessed heart failure...He is dying..It is so sad to see him go down physically..Thanks for stopping by my work..Yes there is a Valley Bacca..It is in the Bible....Sara
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Date: 8/10/2009 7:03:00 AM
James – A blessing as always – YF4L – God Bless, MJ
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