It is with an extraordinary amount of sadness that I post this evening as I just learned that one of Dancer's buds has crossed the Rainbow Bridge. Ms. Murph was called yesterday at the tender age of 8...far too young for such a beautiful girl. Dancer only met Murph in Sept. of this year as she too was afflicted with the same type cancer. They met only briefly in Colorado as they both underwent the same type of intervention to fight a disease that had invaded their bodies. Murph is a valiant girl and gave everything she had and who is so deeply loved by her mom-Pam. It was such a shock to find out that this horrible disease had stricken so much of her body than was originally thought. But, being the strong and self effacing girl that she is, she never complained and struggled to fight this. If they could only talk would be our fondest wish so that she could have told her mom that she was hurting in areas of her body. While we mourn her passing with great sorrow, it was somewhat fitting that her demise was signaled by doing what she loved to do....chase squirrels. It was only after darting after one as a cheetah in pursuit of her prey that Murph broke her leg. It was then revealed that with a shattered leg the cancer was masked surreptitiously in her bones, far to great than even her brave soul could muster. She gave and was given the best 8 years of her life. Her mom will miss her terribly but in the end, she will undoubtedly say to Pam, "Please see that my trusting life is taken gently. I shall leave this earth knowing with the last breath I draw that my fate was always safest in your hands".
Good night Murph, sweet princess until we meet again
Dan, Dancer, Piper, and Remy
