Late this morning, as I was walking in the upstairs hallway, I heard a rather mysterious noise. It was coming from Michelle’s bedroom….
I walked to the doorway and poked my head in….
There, upon Michelle’s unmade bed, I found Murphy rolling and swirling about on her down-filled comforter. As he gleefully played, happy as the proverbial “pig in the mud”, little “heh-heh-heh” sounds could be heard coming from his lips. For those who understand canine language, this is recognized as dog “laughing”.
I stood and watched for several seconds before the little bundle of flying fur actually caught sight of me standing beside the bed. I don’t think I have been so entertained by a pup since reading James Herriot’s tales of Mrs. Pumphrey’s obese Pekingese, Tricki Woo. Mrs. Pumphrey claimed that when her little Tricki acted up, he was going “crackerdog”.
I explained that I was going to get my camera. Murphy stopped for a brief moment, as though processing what I had said, then began the crazy rolling gyrations once again.
When I came back with the camera, Murphy stopped and just looked at me. It was as though he didn’t want to be caught in the act of such nonsense. I began making the “heh, heh, heh” sound he had been making earlier. This was all the instigation required to set the boy rolling and twisting about all over again!
I was thinking about the difference between Angus and Murphy. Angus is so very serious, and Murphy is just barreling through life a hundred miles an hour. Murphy makes the most out of every moment…and adds so much joy to life!
If ever a canine had a Bible verse written just for him, Murphy’s would be “A merry heart doeth good, like a medicine.” Proverbs 17:22