I used to have a home with a family and some other dogs but they all had to move somewhere and I had to stay behind and look for a new family. I was kind of unhappy but, you know what? I have a new mom and dad and I am helping them to be happy again and that makes me feel much better. They used to have a boy golden who got very old and needed to rest. So he told them where I was and he left all his toys for me. That was nice wasn’t it? I never met him but, still, he’s my brother. I’ve been exploring my new house. I learned about “stairs”- which wasn’t all that hard. And I’m learning “Murphy” which is my new name. I’m almost used to it too. My mom and me have almost the same color hair. Isn’t that lucky? People will probably think we are related don’t you think? Which is fine with me because she and my dad are the best thing that has every happened to me. Thank you AGA and thank you to my brother. Love, Murphy