didn't know, Murphy had a golfball sized stone removed from her bladder last week. Thats a pretty intense surgery for a dog who will be turning 12 this year! She is doing much better now. In her older years Murphy has mellowed quite a bit from the wired, anxious hunter of her youth. She now spends her time napping on her favorite blanket, dreaming of the old adventures we had together. Sometimes barking in excitement as I am sure she is diving out of a boat in some swamp or marsh only to make a triple retrieve of freshly fallen mallards. Or maybe she dreams of running in the pastures with Katrina, helping her round up and feed horses by eating as much horse poop as possible!
She goes to work with either of us everyday. At my office she musters up feelings of calmness and affection that many of my clients have forgotten. Sometimes if someone is really wound up, I will leave them in my office with Murph for a few minutes to let her work her magic. At Katrina's office, she takes a different approach, she help the kids to trust something or in her case someone. With the help of her favorite teaching device (a stick, ball or frisbee) she allows Katrina's clients to "teach" her how to play fetch. You would never know her age when you watch her work with these kids. Although she often is stiff the next morning, she will never let a kid down, she' ll keep going and going as long as it takes. 
Murph came to work with me yesterday. We had a beautiful afternoon with warm sunny skies, so on my way home I decided to take a few pics of Murph. We drove out to Kelly Warmsprings to get some shots. As I was taking these shots, I heard whistling wings overhead and a group of six Trumpeter Swans dropped into the water. It was all I could do to keep Murphy under control. Those instincts don't fade with age! Anyway check back soon for pictures of the swans...
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