Back Home Again

Kathleen refused to take me to Knoxville, so Judy and Audrey had the joy of me visiting for the weekend. I had a blast! I ran, I played, I barked, I chewed up Audrey's leather leash, mmmmm, I like leather, and I peed and pooped wherever I wanted. It was great, Judy kept forgetting to pay attention to me, so I could sneak off to wherever I wanted and trail destruction in my wake. She was on the couch reading the newspaper and off to her bedroom I went. Hey, a t-shirt, I love t-shirts. So I pulled it down off the bed and proceeded to tear three little holes right in front, HA HA, wear that again, I think not. Then I got put back in my crate.....

When I got back out again I found Audrey's leash under the table by the front door, and I chewed and chewed and chewed. Audrey had chewed on it for years and had done little damage, in twenty minutes I chewed it almost into two pieces, I win! Then I heard Judy ask, why are you so quiet? So I ran really fast through the house, trying to distract her from my fine work, but she found it anyway. So I got put outside...but I refused to pee, I was holding it for that cool rug in the bathroom which now smells like me.

My favorite place had to be under the bed, I couldn't believe the cool stuff under there, shoes, socks, paper, I would drag it out, tear it up if I could and left it trailed all over the place. A little bit of redecorating, Murphey style. Maybe I could get my own TV show, "Get Murph'ed" I would take stuff you forgot you had, maybe even use some trash and leave it in decorative places all over the place. And if you gave me some paper towels, or toilet paper, I could even make it snow, which I demonstrated at Judy's.

It seemed like I spent a lot of time in my crate while visiting, so I had to make the best of it when I was out. I don't know that Judy felt the same way, I heard her call Kathleen on Monday morning and she said, "You can come get him, he's ready to go home now." Wow, kicked out after only two days!

But it sure was fun, and just to show Kathleen I had no hard feelings about being left behind, I peed on her bathroom rug too! I know what the bathroom is for, and I proved it. Tomorrow I show you a picture if me resting after my wild weekend away from home.