We're finally kid-free. Spud has gone on home. It was a fun week, but I won't lie...I'm really savoring the peace and quiet right now.
As for Murphy...well he didn't want to let his new toy boy leave.
He climbed into Spud's grandmother's car trunk four or five times when he saw Spud's stuff being loaded in.Then he got into the car's back seat with Spud, before being pulled out.
Murphy them proceeded to stand on his hind legs and look in through the car's windows at his newfound pal, as if to ask why the boy was in the car but not him.
And as the car was started and Spud rolled down the window to say goodbye to Murphy, Murphy jumped up through the window and had to be removed from the car once again.
Poor dog. Sad dog. Now he's just stuck with me. How will he ever cope?