HE'S SO MONEY, AND HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW IT
Woof, kids!
Please say hey to Murphy...shown in the blog photo today (at the conclusion of the entry). Handsome, huh? Look at that face. He would look good escorting me down some red-carpet event, don't you think? Of course, we would both be an accessory to some human, but what the heck.
So, did you ever see the movie, Swingers? It's a few years old, but still a fave around our condo. If you did see the film, you would get my headline for the blog today. If not, you should see it, not just because it would help you understand the meaning of the word money in this context, but it's just worth the price of a Netflix pick. Also, it was Vince Vaughn before all that Jennifer A. jazz made him a tabloid target.
Money Murphy, or as I like to call him, The Murph, is just, well, THE DOG! He is cool and has it going on up there in North Carolina. Although he is not really from North Carolina, originally, he currently makes his den there with his pack, um, two people. Oh, his humans are not from there either, but they are there for now and living the dream. Living large and loving every minute of it. Who needs Hollywood or New York City when you can have "Sweet Carolina"? Seriously, it is a beautiful state with many, many redeeming qualities. Ever seen the Biltmore House? Well, there you go.
Now you may wonder just what makes Murphy such the "money-dog". It's just that indefinable something like Lassie or Underdog, It is just something a dog is born with, an inner-glow and the feeling that they know something the rest of us ordinary canines don't. Mysterious and savvy. Like a dog...James Bond.
Wait, what am I saying? I have to be honest here and tell you that I adore Murphy-from a distance of about a 12-hour car ride...because he sent me the most amazing birthday gifts. Ah, the sweetest and most fun toy (it is pink, and very girly and I was told he even gave it a little kiss before shipping-or that he was trying to take it for himself, not sure which) and some gourmet treats that I am just wild over. So, there it is...my fun gifts make The Murph, The Money in my book. Can you blame me? I admit it, I can be bought...but I don't come cheap.
Have a great weekend.
Woof!
Murphy...The Murph...So Money!!
Murphy...The Murph...So Money!!
Having seen The Murph in person, he is so Money. And Reggie can spot Money better than Adina could in the movie "Sprung." I can so see them both on the Red Carpet, dressed to the canines ... er, nines.
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The Murph(a fabulous nickname given by Moolie)read your blog and is honored to be the topic. He is very, very (2 verys)appreciative of the compliments and would walk Reggie down the Red Carpet in a heartbeat! I'm not so sure how money he is though...He spent his first few months on a farm in Ohio and was 50% off his original price when his owners bought him! He was the last golden left and had to be sold before a new litter of puppies arrived!
The Murph has not been fortunate enough to meet Reggie yet, but he feels as though he knows her. His owners (mostly Gretch) talks about her all the time. He does get a little apprehensive once in a while because he hears both of his owners talk about wanting a "Reggie dog."
Nonetheless, The Murph feels he has a good life in North Carolina going on walks, sleeping on the couch and playing with "Garbage Guy," although he wishes he knew where that pink toy went!
Thanks again for writing about The Murph. He sends his dog kisses! Woof!!
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