Murphy's  Newsletter

July 19, 2001

Murphy stretched out in his shoes

Once again, after going months without an update, I have created two in a row. But with Murphy's birthday coming up, I knew that I had to get these more generic pictures up before I get the birthday photos. Hopefully I'll get other people to take some of those photos, so that I'll have a few pictures with *me* with *my* dog.

Me and Murph at Cypress Falls ParkNow that I've complained about not having any photos with me in them, here's one of me holding Murph. It's the only photo of its kind that I have from the last 6 months or so, so I had to post it. We're at Cypress Falls Park, in West Van. Adam took the picture (this was like 2 days before the breakup). It's a cool little park, though bigger than Adam and I thought. When I reviewed the write up of this park, after getting back from visiting it, I realised that we missed a whole second set of falls. But we enjoyed the nice little falls, had a trail to wander, and saw few other people. That bridge felt even more dilapidated than it looks. I don't know if I'd go out of my way to go there again, but it was a nice way to spend an hour or so.

In my quest to get Murphy swimming, Allie and I went out and bought Murph a wading pool. It's too shallow for him to actually experience any buoyancy in, but on hot days he likes to jump in, wade, and take a sip of water. And I've used it to rinse off his paws after we got back from a muddy walk. On the swimming topic, a couple of weeks ago I managed to Murphy's swimming pool arriving homeget Murphy swimming in Lynn Creek by wading out to thigh deep water, coaxing/dragging him in after me, then letting him swim the couple of metres back to shore. Yes, dogs do know instinctively how to swim! A few days later Allie and I took Murph down to Seymour River (just a few minutes down the hill from where we live) and tried again. This time Allie waded in, coaxed Murphy in til he was almost buoyant, then dragged him in the rest of the way. I took a turn afterwards, and it was a good thing we had Murphy on leash, because he decided that he'd keep on swimming past me. Since he was leashed to me he ended up swimming in a circle around me, but if he hadn't been I would have had to swim after him. The weather has since turned cooler and rainy, so we haven't had another chance to get him out swimming, but I'm hoping that he'll take to it more. He certainly likes wading though, so hopefully it's just a matter of time.

Murphy and BernardOn the subject of water, here's Murphy in the bath. He wasn't actually having a bath here, he just likes to hop into the tub and see what he can grab. He's holding Bernard the Canard here, Allie's rubber duckie. I tried, when he was a baby, to give him rubber duckies when he was in the bath, so he'd think it was a fun time. It didn't work. But now that he's older, he has come to enjoy baths, and bath toys. But his real preference is for conditioner bottles and loofa mitts. After retrieving these items, countless times, from his mouth, I gave in and went out and bought one of those vertical shelves that sits in the corner of the tub. Now everything is out of his reach. But he still insists on hopping into the tub and having a sniff, *every* *single* *time*Murphy in the tub I go into the bathroom. He's also taken to lying down in the tub, to make it harder for me to reach in and haul him out. He goes all boneless and heavy to make it extra hard to pull him out. He enjoys this game much more than I do. But I've got to admit that it's preferable to the "eat as much bath mat as you can before Meg screams" game that he was partial to for months there.

Murphy with his duct taped sockSo here we have Murphy with the duct taped sock (enjoying a back scratch from Allie, one of his favourite activities). Murphy has an infection in the webbing between his toes (and an ear infection as well) so he had to wear a sock to keep him from licking. Unfortunately the sock, which the vet suggested because it breathes well, just traps any moisture and holds it there. So when Murphy licked, or went outside, his foot stayed soggy for hours.

 

Murphy wearing his shoesOn the weekend I wound up buying Murph "sport shoes". Yes, they make sport shoes for dogs. Murphy doesn't even seem to mind them all that much. They are like the shoes that some people wear when they are swimming. He's wearing them on both paws because when he couldn't get to the infected paw, he'd just switch over to the healthy paw and lick and bite that one instead. He looks incredibly silly with these shoes on, and walks funny with them on too. He trots like a horse, lifting both paws up really high, and then sort of skipping along. But he doesn't fuss all that much about them, so I'm thinking that I might put them on him whenever we head off on long hikes. The infection started from a sliver or seed that got stuck in his paw, and it's probably best to be proactive and prevent that from happening again. I know he'll be the butt of other the other dogs' jokes, and their owners, but what can you do?

This last photo was taken at Allie's insistence. Like Murphy isn't humiliated enough, wearing sport shoes! No, Allie had to put a hat on him! The look oMurphy wearing Allie's hatf disgust on Murph's face made this photo worthwhile though. You can just hear him thinking: "I'm a dog with an ear infection and a paw infection. You make me wear god damn sport shoes, and now a hat? What is wrong with you people?" And yes, I know a big part of my problem is that I imagine my dog talking (and swearing) but I've come to accept that.

So come back soon and check out everything that is sure to have ensued on Murphy's birthday!


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Meghan

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: July 17, 2001

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