"Murph," Sis groans, stretching out the syllables.
"Murph!" Sis punctuates the air, excited or annoyed.
"Murph, Murph," Sis says affirmatively.
It's her all-purpose word, both good and ill, clear through context and delivery.
Where did she get it? Mama. Mama copying our cat, Morgan, who would "murph" when hassled. Mama thought it was funny and would poke him sometimes, then would copy him to the kids. Sis has now made it her own.
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