Tuesday, August 14, 2012
My Friend Buster.... by Diane Ogden
Back to my point. Buster is still here. The kids thought he might be too heavy and take up too much gas.
Soooo he is still my friend, my protector, my accent piece, my memories, my space taker! Most of all he reminds me of my boy who I miss so much. The one traveling the world with his lady. Good for them. I can take care of Buster a lil longer. Heck its been 12 years already, whats a few more! Plus Buster has LuluBelle kitty and LucyLou Kitty and Gracie Allen dog to keep him company..... I love putting him by the porch door with the window to scare the people coming home late that have had a few toddies..... oh God I hope I haven't overstepped my boundaries with this blog which only a few will understand should they read. I liked the old girlfriend better. She was more fun and easy going... not as rich though. What do I care? I have fun lovin Buster who would have been sooo happy to cross county on top of the Subaru wagon while painting faces and spreading love! Not boundaries and hate. Now that is a Steven Tyler punch in the fat belly! And only a handfull will understand that. Oh my where did I get the courage to say such? So until next time or I find something worth writing or funny, be well, be happy, be safe, and be rich so you don't need to be so careful what you say..... or feel. Just maybe the boy will come home someday to see Buster.