Our beloved Murphy has gone over the bridge......

[dixiegrrrrl]

I have been a rolling stone most of my life, and often had to pass my cats onto a friend/relative when I moved.
but Murphy I have had since he was born, 15 years ago.
I was HIS, from day one, and he totally ignored anyone else, tho would sorta share a space with another cat who came into our lives
He slept with me every night, and we would have disagreements as to how much of the pillow he could share.
No matter where I went in the house, he would be at my feet, purring.

I really consider him the Golden retriever of cats ( a lot of people know how nutz I am about Goldens)

Murphy DID have a few rules:
1. "do not pick me up. "
I could briefly do so if I set him on a table to groom him, but being carried around, nope.

2." Do NOT take me to the vet."
that started with the neuter thing, and got worse. Our local vet quit smiling when we came thru the door.
Murphy took a chunk out of Mr. dixie's hand when he came to get him from the vet, a couple years ago.
I think he would have done the same to me.
Otherwise, he was a sweetheart, and would sit and lie down on command, and loved to be held and petted.

Few days ago we had to make a tough love decision, Murphy had a severe abscess in his face/mouth, and the vet wasn't sure there could be a good outcome,
given Murphy's age.

so here is my memory picture of a most special guy in my life, in his favorite flowerpot.....he would spend hours in the shade there.