Friday, February 20


At 7:49 on Feb. 18, I received a call from my dad and he informed me that my cat Murphy had died. He found her sprawled out dead on my parents bed. This is typical for Murphy, as she became more and more lazy the past few years. It was about 9 years old, but something was probably wrong with her. Pretty sad. I will miss ol' Murph. Enjoy the happy hunting grounds good friend.