Murphy is the senior hound in the household now. It’s hard to believe that he was one of Karen’s first greyhounds ten years ago.
Ten years, good grief where does the time go. I sure don’t feel ten years older. However, according to my hair dresser, my hair might be the same color as Murphy’s face. I’ve chosen ignorance is bliss and I don’t wanna know.
Murphy does a great job of getting around and his hind legs don’t seem to be any worse for the wear, but he wins the prize for being the first dog ever to want to lay down for a sunset.