Thoughout my treatment for breast cancer, Murphy was my courageous witness. He was the first one to see when I came home bald. He was there for every moment chemo had knocked me out or when I huddled crying because the burns from radiation hurt so much. He was there when I felt I just couldn't go on anymore. He always pulled me through. When we take walks together, his unconditional love flows along the leash and into my hand.