The Black Lab in our family, Murphy

Murphy showed up in our lives a long time ago. I just went into my Google Photos where I have everything organized according to face, even our canine friends. Murphy came to us in 2012, a black Lab belonging to our son Richie and his wife Emily. Murphy is my first real time spent with a Lab and way back when, when he was a puppy and our oldest granddaughter was a baby. I remember fondly having the two of them in my lap as I took care of both of them.

Murphy is ultimately responsible for setting the dog bar in our family. Previous to Murphy, we had a Border collie, one that was not acclimated to life with other dogs. She was not overly fond of Murphy but soon she passed. We hadn’t planned on a new dog, but one arrived anyway, a furry bundle we now know of as Stewart. Stewart learned how to play with other dogs, but more importantly how to deal with small children, something Ali, our previous Border collie was not particularly good at. Thank you, Murphy.

Murphy’s sweet nature, in a big, black, sometimes bumbling body, set the bar high for how sweet a dog needs to be in order to be a Koerner dog. Okay, a bit of mischief here and there, but that is the current Koerner way for humans and dogs. Before the current Koerner dynasty, things were a bit more dour, a bit more serious, certainly not as loud, and maybe even prone to a downright Hungarian pessimistic and cynical view of life. We have taken that chemistry and added a carpe diem to it. I am not saying that we might not have our down moments, but we get over them more quickly than in the past, and part of it is due to the dogs that inhabit our world.

Murphy, to this day, still thinks he is my lap dog. Even recently, his close to one hundred pound body was lying all over me on the couch. He just cannot help himself and this borderline high blood pressure guy does well with a big black furball, unwilling to let me settle into getting out of medical line.

Everyone needs a Murphy Koerner in their lives.

About Richard Koerner

Seventy something, father, papi, educator, organizer, Francophile, traveler, amateur photographer, gardener, cyclist, kayaker, calligrapher, cinephile, reader, and overall renaissance type human being.
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