With time to waste, I slowly wandered around the airport, pumpkin spice latte in hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them. I couldn’t help myself. I had to stop, turn my head and stare…. He was beyond handsome. He was truly beautiful.
He walked with purpose, determined. He was clearly focused. His gait didn’t sway. He walked perfectly straight. He didn’t dare leave his companion’s side, not even for a second.
Only one look was all it took for me to see his character. There was no mistaking it. He clearly was smart, strong, and hardworking. As I watched him work, I could tell he took his job very seriously. This made part of me happy. After all, his hard work was helping keep people safe. But it also made me sad…. It seemed unfair.
Why did he have to work so hard when others didn’t? Why couldn’t he be curled up on a comfortable sofa, dozing? Why couldn’t he be outside playing catch or Frisbee? Why couldn’t he be spoiled rotten by a family that loved him and doted on him like so many other dogs?
K-9 Murphy is a beautiful yellow Labrador. He was bred and born in the TSA puppy program a little over eight years ago. He was named in memory of Lieutenant Raymond Murphy of Ladder 16, New York City Fire Department, who lost his life, helping others, on September 11th. K-9 Murphy underwent training at the TSA National Explosive Detention Canine Training Program. Like his namesake, he is a hero, proudly serving and devoting his life to making the Palm Beach Airport a safer place….
When I went to Florida in October, I met K-9 Murphy, and a part of him is still in my heart….
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