Buster is now a robust, affectionate 7 month old. He doesn't bark much at all but he does look as if he's talking to you and I try to guess at what he's saying. Today he is at the vets being neutered and microchipped. Next week, he gets his rabies jab and his doggy passport. If they need a photo it will be hard to find one without a red ball in it. This is his favourite thing in the whole world. He loves it more than sausages. This is the look of love....
Throw the ball.
Throw the ball.
Throw the ball.
Throw. The. Ball.
Look. The sooner you throw the ball the sooner we can all get on with our lives, ok?
You're drinking in the last chance saloon lady.
THROW THE BALL!!!
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