first home

Murphy’s Tale Goes On

So, would you like eto go for a walk or something? If it's all the same to you, I'd prefer to stay indoors.

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Oh that's right. You spent your whole life in a cage. You probably don't feel comfortable outside. Actually, I didn't live my whole life in that cage. The rescue thought I did, and that's what they told mom.

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You didn't? Then where did you live? At first, I lived in a really nice house like you have.

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My mpmmy was an older lady, and I'm pretty sure I remember a kitty cat at our house. I used to have a bed of my own, but at night I woiuld sleep in the big bed and snuggle under the covers with our mom.

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Sh used to hold my treats between her index finger and thumb as she handed them to me.

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Since mommy was older, I didn't get out much. Still, life was happy until that one fateful day....

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Oh no! What happened? I don't know for sure because nobody tells the pets, but one day mommy wasn't there anymore. People put us furs in cages and took us away. I ended up at the hoarder's house. I don't know where the others went.

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Is that where your tail got hurt? Did they break your tail? Nah, I'm OK. It's just that my tail is pretty long. When I was confined, I sat on it too much and made it bend kind of funny.

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Dang, this guy makes me feel like the most spoiled dog in the world. I hate to say it, but even i am starting to like him.

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At first, I just thought this was a cute picture, but when I looked at it closer, I could see that Murphy was lost in thought. I know he remembers his first family. I feel so bad that he misses them. All I can do is surround him with love and make sure that he builds tons of happy memories from now on.

I remember….

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