tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1857834966842567237.post2179198577285488502..comments2023-10-26T09:36:36.638-04:00Comments on Three Dogs and a Couch: Face of changeHeather Pedenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00437608758801235095noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1857834966842567237.post-45869628645907370792010-09-16T19:38:30.551-04:002010-09-16T19:38:30.551-04:00Yes, an appropriate emotion here: jealousy. Chaos ...Yes, an appropriate emotion here: jealousy. Chaos is not in its proper place, for Morgan and Murdoch, like two contented brothers, softly join society. Murdoch is controlled and even sweet. Is he ready to sing in a church choir yet? Heather,alas, you've missed Murdoch taking his first steps. No, you've missed his birth, an absent mother. This article, nicely quite light-hearted in spots, gets to the center of the relationship between you and Murdoch. Murdoch has entered you, the chemistry of you, the very verb of you - he has become body-memory. Somewhat as a place can seep into us and become us, become our rushing blood, our beating heart. With apparent ease and with exact detail,the memory of this living Murdoch bubbles to the surface and you miss him. Life, without "Murds", would mean a loss of self - a part of you would be left behind, missing. Simply and pointedly stated, "I can't imagine life without him." A solid Murdoch entry, Heather.Ian MacLeodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09933134070879959931noreply@blogger.com