Ah, yes, Christmas—a magical time of year, when a doughy blogger belts out your favorite classics with lyrics modified to fit his own eccentric brand of chubby humor.
Ah, yes, Christmas—a magical time of year, when a doughy blogger belts out your favorite classics with lyrics modified to fit his own eccentric brand of chubby humor.
Here’s something a bit different for today’s Open Mic Adventures. I’m never one to let anything go to waste, and that includes silly, improvised cover songs that I send as voice texts.
One morning a couple of weeks back I sang a “cover” of “Riders on the Storm,” the song by The Doors, but changed it to “Murphy on the Storm.” I amused myself so much with my shenanigans that I texted a rendition to my older brother. I then took that audio and plugged into iMovie on my phone, along with a picture of Murphy.
The result is absurdist hilarity.
About four years ago this week I got Murphy, my chunky bull terrier. She was eight at the time, and is twelve now.
Quite a bit has happened in the intervening years, but good old Murph has always been there. And now she’s getting a mom in Dr. Fiancée and a canine sister (about whom she is probably less enthusiastic).
The life expectancy for bull terriers is between eleven and thirteen years, but Murphy seems to be doing well. She spends her days relaxing and enjoying treats, and she still baffles me with her love of sunning herself in 100-degree weather. Murphy is enjoying her golden years in relative luxury and comfort—at least, the meager kinds of luxury and comfort I can provide her.
With that, here is 11 July 2024’s “TBT^4: Big News: TPP is Going to the Dogs“:
My chunky old girl, Murphy, turned twelve last Sunday, so I figured I should give the girl a bit more attention (both on the blog and in real life) with some recent Murphy posts:
Happy Sunday—and Happy Belated Twelfth Birthday, Murphy!
—TPP
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In a continuing celebration of my chunky dog Murphy’s twelfth birthday, I’ve got some more Murphy videos for your enjoyment. These videos are feature Murphy doing what she does best (besides eating): lounging like a French duchess.
My old bull terrier, Murphy, turned a whopping twelve-years old this past Sunday. The average life expectancy for bull terriers is between eleven and thirteen years, but Murphy shows few signs of slowing down. Granted, she’s always been pretty slow, but she still gets the zoomies before bed and loves her rawhides (now she eats “rawhide-free” pork chomps, which are safer and better for her stomach).
Murphy has relaxed more as she’s gotten older, but she gets anxious around other dogs. I’m going to inquire about putting her on canine Prozac—Dr. Fiancée assures me it exists for dogs, and that Murphy would benefit from it—just so she can relax a bit more when she’s in unfamiliar environments. Like most modern Americans, and especially American women, Murphy may soon be taking an SSRI.
Regardless, Murphy is relaxed when it’s us hanging out. She spends more time sleeping now than she used to, and enjoys sticking to the bedroom, especially since I tossed the rug in the den (she doesn’t like the wood flooring on her nails and paws). But she is still a sweet, albeit sassy, old girl, and I love her dearly.
With that, here is “TBT^2: Happy Birthday, Murphy!“:
My old bull terrier, Murphy, turns twelve this Sunday, 15 June 2025. I adopted Murphy when she was eight, so we’ve been together for nearly four years.
After a bit of a hiatus, I have some fun new Murphy videos. She is doing very well for her age, but the old girl is slowing down a bit. She can handle stairs fine, but sometimes she has to do them at her pace.
So, settle in for a couple of videos of Murphy in her battle against steps (and canine aging):
“Murphy, Queen of the Arctic” sounds like an Edgar Rice Burroughs novella, but when we had snow on Wednesday (22 January 2025), my old girl enjoyed the hoary frost.
I got a couple of videos out of the deal, which I present to you now. Grab a cup of coffee or hot cocoa and cuddle up for some frosty videos:
Yours portly was a bit late getting Halloween decorations up this year, but with the Spooktacular looming (it’s tomorrow night!), I had to get things done!
Naturally, that meant partaking in one of my favorite October activities: pumpkin carving! Today, I’m going to share a couple of videos of my pumpkin—and Murphy!
It’s back to school tomorrow, and as a music teacher, I’m in a musical mood. So here some posts that feature me singing bad cover songs to my dog:
Happy Sunday!
—TPP
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