Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Buster

Buster was a gift from someone that thought we needed a bob tail, black and white dog. He showed up on my mother-in-law's front porch in 2004. He was a cute little thing that grew up into a cute big thing. He is our "problem" four legged child. If a dog can have ADD, he certainly has it.

I shouldn't have been surprised when I heard a strange noise at 1:00 a.m. this morning. I finally woke up enough to realize someone was in the garbage in the kitchen. I drug my sleepy self out of bed and found Buster with half his body in the overturned garbage can. Someone, my son, had left the pantry door open and BB, as I affectionately call him, had taken advantage of the opportunity to make a mess. I politely, well, not so politely told him to get his behind out and he obeyed. I picked up the garbage and went back to bed. At least I got to enjoy the thunder, lightening, and rain before I went back to sleep.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Sam.

    Your fill is scheduled for the 11th. How can it be bad!? It is all good from here on! Trust me! And go for it! I like my band TIGHT! Took the past 4 months off because I had lost 26 # in four months with it being TOO TIGHT, so loosened it. (TOOOOO much... gained 30# in past four months!) Yo Yo! Oh well, at least there is the option to lose it. SO, now I am on the downhill swing with ya! Mo

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