It's hard to say goodbye...

Murphy, the Maine Coon, has been with us for three weeks. Tomorrow 
is his last day on the farm; he's  going home to Leavenworth.

Murphy and I have bonded the last week or so, and he follows me around 
the house, purrs when I say his name, and curls up next to me at night.

He has made himself at home on the furniture, on our bed, and in front 
of the woodstove. I hope we haven't taught him any bad habits.

And although I'm glad that I won't have to cover up 
my water glass anymore, I will miss having him around.

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