February, 2015.
Murphy had been with us for one month. Murphy is the energetic little guy, adopted after my last Greyhound, Grace, died. Murphy was a bit of a genetic mess-up, but a perfect match for Howard. He was eleven when he came to live with us, his owner had died. He lived three more years, dying a year after Howard. Howie had glaucoma, common in Bassets, and congestive heart failure. His death, at Ten, was extremely hard for me. He was a big, fussy bundle of drool and I loved him.
This is just to show you we do have meals that are not all pasta and leftover protein, although there is leftover pork.....
