23 August 2008

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good grief, can't believe my last entry was almost 3 weeks ago! where does the time go?

Murphy has been proving his worth this week- I was off with flu for a couple of days so I got him to come and sit with me (well, stretch out on the bed and fall asleep) for company. Found he ignored the windowcleaners whom he usually tries to kill by barking so had a bright idea - what if we had him sleeping in our room - would that stop him trying to protect the house by barking the place down every time the boys come home after we've gone to bed?

worth a try - at first all went well, he settled in on his duvet at the foot of the bed (after a confused couple of minutes trying to get him to come upstairs - official invites upstairs are indelibly linked in his minds with baths). First test at midnight when Andy arrived... alas, "woof woof woof!!" our brave hero was up and bouncing around. He stopped barking at least when I gave him a hug and hissed at him to shut up, but insisted on getting out the door to check out the intruder. OK, I opened the door and off out he went, only to arrive back in a couple of minutes and settle down on his duvet with a satisfied sigh ("all checked out OK, we can go back to sleep now") - so I turfed out the cat and shut the door again.

2.30am and in comes Nick & Elle - "woof woof woof WOOF!!!". I had my hands round his muzzle clamping it shut and he still managed to bark, even with his mouth closed! that was it - open the door and exit Murf and the idea and no you're not coming back!! Door closed.

06 August 2008

apologies

... all round, I've been falling behind a bit with this - but then as nobody reads it it doesn't really matter, does it?!

Murphy excelled himself on Tuesday, and I was too squeamish and soft to deal with it - you've guessed it, he got a rabbit.

He was running ahead of me on our morning run along the railway line and I suddenly realised he had something in his mouth - oh no! Dropped it, picked it up again - by this time I could see what it was - a poor little rabbit who hadn't managed to get out the way in time (must have been deaf, Murphy never gets them normally). I don't think he really knew what to do with it, when I yelled at him he let it go and I dragged him away ... thinking it would get up and run off. But it didn't. It tried, but couldn't move its legs - I guess he'd broken its back.

If I was better than i am I would have wrung its neck and killed it quickly. but I just couldn't bring myself to do it, and just took him away and left it there, I was hoping it might be able to crawl away by itself.

It wasn't there this morning but who knows what happened to it... no thanks to me!