Murphy came to me through my Veterinarian. His clients could "not" keep Murphy any longer due to the $15 fee their landlord was imposing on them. Murphy was a daffy-doodle doggie. She wasn't house trained when I first got her, and she was very scared of her new home. I had people visit her during the day while I was at work. When my husband, then boyfriend, proposed to me on bended-knee, Murphy jumped on the bed, face level with my soon-to-be-husband, kissing him repeated during his proposal. As she aged, her spine started to degenerate...but she persevered. She remained the Queen of our other three dogs until her death at the age of 16. Murphy taught me a lot of lessons...the most important: NEVER GIVE UP. I love you Murphy.