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After Murph passed away we gathered all of his toys that were scattered throughout the house and yard and put them in a bag in my home office.
For some reason I decided today was the day to finally go through that bag. Tossed those that were destroyed (wow - we bought him a lot of stuffed squirrels!) and set aside those that were still in reasonably decent condition. I fluctuated between tears and smiles -- sometimes simultaneous tears and a smile.
I know Murph will be happy that a number of his toys are getting passed on to our next Golden (now 1 week old) -- and I'm sure he was smiling down on me as I remembered him ripping heads and tails off of numerous stuffed bodies.
Sure miss that guy... what I would give to have another day in the park with him!
For some reason I decided today was the day to finally go through that bag. Tossed those that were destroyed (wow - we bought him a lot of stuffed squirrels!) and set aside those that were still in reasonably decent condition. I fluctuated between tears and smiles -- sometimes simultaneous tears and a smile.
I know Murph will be happy that a number of his toys are getting passed on to our next Golden (now 1 week old) -- and I'm sure he was smiling down on me as I remembered him ripping heads and tails off of numerous stuffed bodies.
Sure miss that guy... what I would give to have another day in the park with him!