In April 1999, Murphy was adopted by the best daddy she could have ever found. Patrick and Murphy were connected through a Schnauzer rescue group in Alabama. He vividly remembers the trip home from Alabama to Georgia, when little Murphy curled tightly up against his leg on the front seat of the car and slept soundly the entire trip. She must have known she was on her way to her forever home.
In June of 2004 Murphy and Patrick adopted me and I became a permanent member of the Vickers family. Since so many people thought Murphy was a boy because of her beard, I gave her a girly middle name and called her “Murphy Jane.”
Murphy’s favorite past-time was keeping close watch over the squirrels in the yard. She also enjoyed traveling –she loved to stick her head out of the car window and “fly” in the wind. She took pride in notifying us of the UPS or FedEx delivery truck’s arrival. The drivers still comment about missing her “talking” to them when they pull up to the house. Her favorite people foods were pasta and peanut butter.
In February 2011 Murphy was diagnosed with an adrenal tumor and was given 6 weeks to live. Murphy lived on lots of love, cuddles, and good home cookin’ (she ate special meals of broiled chicken, carrots, and rice or potatoes with olive oil) for 9 months after her diagnosis!
Murphy lived to be 15 years old. We kissed our baby girl and took her to the Bridge on November 17, 2011. We carry her in our hearts and not a day goes by that we don’t think of her and share a fond memory of her.
Murphy, we miss you and we love you.
“We lost a special friend today, the kind you can’t replace.
And looking at her empty bed we still can see her face.
We know she’s in a special place our Lord has for such friends,
Where meadows, fields & flowers help make them strong and whole again.
We know she’s watching over us. She’ll be with us when we cry.
So with one more kiss on her beloved head, we told our friend goodbye.”