“Good idea, Mommy… this cloth helps to keep dust off your books AND me.”
“Murph, I knew you were behind the door because I heard your bell stop dinging there.”
“Yeah? Well, do not move me.”
“Did you find a comfy spot? You look adorable in that light.”
“Murph, do you like it there behind the filing cabinet and propped up under the pantry shelf?” “Why, yes I do. Don’t move me!”
“Murphy, you have verticalized yourself upon nearly every wall in the room today! And do you want to let me get to that paint?” “You’re not getting this paint. Yuck! Fumes Mom, no more fumes! Besides, it’s been said you’ve painted so many times that we’re losing square footage inside our home!”
“You’re on my junk pile, Murph. I need to sort through it please.” “Fine, I love to lay on the water and dog food anyway.”
“I like the bag of dog food more than the dog.”
“You’re going to hang out in here while Mommy organizes the closet! No Murph, you can’t be in the closet. (moments later….now where did he go?) “Aha! I found you. Your tail was showing! “Now Murph, I heard you jingle up behind the paper shredder.”
What the _ _ _? this is why I have to put a bell on you and close the doors! I turned my back for one minute and spent 3 minutes on my hands and knees searching for you! I took you from your cage to get exercise, you know?”
“Back to the pantry, I see. Aww, why are you holding up your little fingers?”
“Oh no you don’t, off the power strip you go, Mr. Cutie!” “Sigh”
“Murph, that’s one of my rock collections in there… okay, and a random exercise band… that you look so cute laying on. Fine, get comfortable.”
“Aha! I found your bottom half!! Are you serious right now?”
“Seriously?!”
….Oh the many places he loves to be! Many of us could be more like Murph! He’s happy nearly everywhere. Sometimes, if he has decided to travel to a room we have not agreed to, he will give an angry puff of an exhale every time I lift him and turn him around. This is repeated until one of us wins. The victor is often Murph.
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