Good Morning

This belly won’t rub itself you know …

Murphy’s had a busy Sunday. He was up early with H, who had a work meeting to attend. A lovely long walk at the park followed, we met up with several four legged friends and he dug some quite substantial holes. This afternoon H has come home with her friends. Murphy was feeling torn between brave and scared and decided to bark at them from the safety of underneath the dining table. He’s completely zonked out on his blanket tonight.