Just Holding Down the Rug

Just one of those days....Just Holding Down the Rug

Got to get back to it before it floats away.

Baby Its Cold Outside

Two weeks ago, Mom took me to the groomers.  My new groomer is very nice.  She sweet talks me.  The best way to a Shih Tzu's heart after food, is sweet talk. 
I was looking incredibly handsome and debonair especially with the bandana.  It was 70 degrees the day I got groomed.  Then the temperature dropped.  Its been raining all the weekend.  I shiver and shake like there is an earth quake.

Mom and Dad picked up a sweater for me.  It is really cool.  Its red, my color.  And there's a skull and crossbone....Arg!  Its grey and matches me.

Now I'm warm and cool at the same time.
Let winter come!  Well maybe...

There is a Killer Lion on my Front Porch

So last night my family was watching some TV.  I was on patrol.  You know it is my job to keep them safe.  I was evaluating the west perimeter.  When......I looked down and saw a horrific sight.  

 It was huge.  It was way bigger than me.  It had long sharp fangs and razor sharp claws. That could rip a full grown man to shreds.   It was ferocious.  I warned my family there was a lion on my porch and they should call in back up.

I kept an eye on it until I stared it down.  It was intimidated my animal prowess that eventually I WILLED IT....YES WILLED IT AWAY  with my massive brain power.  My family is safe once again.

I have had IT with Taylor Swift. I have a new FAV!

Okay, Taylor baby, you were suppose to write me a song.  You never did.  You are no longer my favorite.  I think I have a new favorite....Lady GaGa.   How can you resist a woman in a meat dress.   
I guess I'm a Little Monster.

Check Me Out

I went to the groomer today. Not my favorite place in the world, but my family always seems to love me more than they already do when I come home. They took me to a new groomer today. The name of the place is Shear Happiness and the lady there is very nice. She made me look good and even gave me a groovy bandanna it has bright colors and says love all over it. I like my new grooming lady. I look good.

Guarding the House

So I was just guarding the house yesterday when I noticed something suspicious. A large brown truck drove by  slowly. It was the UPS guy. So at this point I was on high alert. A few minutes later he came to the front door and dropped off a box. After that I chased him away. The construction by our house is what screwed him up.  I'm such a good guard dog.

Me guarding the house. 

That Damn Red Devil That Lives in the Closet

It was a usual Saturday.  I was laying in my favorite spot by the patio door keeping an high on the neighbor hood.  I only look like I'm sleeping.  I'm really on high internal alert.

 The Red Devil had immerged from the closet.  It was loud and roaring as it always does.  When ever it gets out of the closet it is on a rampage.  Dad was wrestling it around the house.  Chasing it from room to room, trying to get it back into the closet.  Then it ATTACKED me without warning! BEFORE I KNEW IT HAD ME BY THE TAIL!

MY PRIDE AND GLORY

MY TAIL!

I KID YOU NOT!!!!

 Dad beat it down.  It wasn't roaring any more.  Mom grabbed me and hung on tight while Dad pulled my tail hair out of the firey mouth of the now silent beast.  He had to cut some of the hair but, at least that devil no longer had a hold of me.  It was forced back into the dark, cursed depths of the closet.

 THAT IS WHAT YOU GET FOR MESSING

WITH ME AND MY TAIL!

No worries I am all right.  Justice prevails and it isn't anything a dog biscuit and a hug couldn't fix. 

These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites, and the bee stings and they shave the cattttt....I simply remember a few of my favorite things and then I can live with that.....

 This is me on my FAVORITE rug with some of my FAVORITE toys, except Frank.  Who the heck knows where that crazy pig is.

 Henrietta, my new FAVORITE chicken that my FAVORITE girl got me

And the look at trepidation at my NOT-SO favorite mom is taking me to the groomers AGAIN! TOMORROW!!!  BAH!!!!

Erin Go Braugh

I look so great in my St. Patricks Day scarf.  It is amazing how handsome I am.  It has been a truly wonderful weekend since the weather is warm enough to keep the door open so I can go in and out without someone having to open the door for me.  You know you need thumbs for that.

Me, after running around the backyard chasing off robins and patroling the neighborhood.  Who needs the Neighborhood Watch when I'm on duty.  Don't mess with the Buster!

Buster-SNOW-Honey Badger

Today we got 16 inches of snow.  The top of my head is 13 1/2 inches....that means  I could be buried alive.  Dad plowed me some paths.  Good thing otherwise where am I suppose to do my duty.  Sometimes I duty in the  basement or maybe that is my evil twin Duster. 

 I can now get closer to the birdfeeder if I don't  fall in.

 It's a high spot.

 See how close I am to the feeder?

Let me in!  I'm wet and full of snow balls.

Clean up the puddles.........But like the Honey Badger
I don't give a sh-- about snow. 

This should be Honey Buster:   www.youtube.com/watch?v=4r7wHMg5Yjg

Buster for President

I think that if dogs ran the county it would be in much better shape than it is.  There would be a bone in every bowl.  Everyone would have a job....at least walking a dog. 
And whats up with this Republican Primary.  Right now it looks like a "Dogs breakfast" in other words a mess that is kind of smelly.  You know what, for that matter all of the Federal Government looks like one times four trillion.  Thats Why......Buster for President.  Write me in your primary ballad under any party.  Dogs are equal opportunity poopers and things are still kind of poopy.

The only problem is that if you lie down with politicians, don't you get up with fleas? 

BUSTER FOR PRESIDENT

And I approve of this message

I HAVE BEEN TO HELL AND BACK

What a day.  Frank has been MIA for the last week.  He wasn't under the couch or in my toy basket.  Mom went on a search and found him in his usual hiding spot, on the front window sill.  It was a good thing she found him and redeemed herself, the nasty wrench!

Let me tell you my saga.  A before picture of me:

I'm cute and hairy and warm. 
So today at 9 am, THAT WOMAN, took me to the groomers.  THE GROOMERS.......DOG HELL

I DON'T CARE HOW CUTE I TURN OUT!  IT IS HELL!!!!!

 They come at you with a noisy, roaring thing that rips off your hair. They cut your nails.  They trim your face!  I love my 'tache

 They give you a bath.  Do you know how many things I have to roll in to smell the way I LIKE IT?!

 And then, AND THEN! TO TOP IT OFF.....SHAME OF SHAMES...................................

THEY EXPRESS YOU!

Thank god Dad came a rescued me!

I may just run away from home but, it is only suppose to be 14 FRICKIN DEGREES TOMORROW.

Buster......PhD

Yes, I have decided I have a PhD.  I have worked incredible hard on this degree.  I have spent hours, hours as a Professional Hunting Dog.  I have been hunting that bunny in the back yard.  He lives under the shed.

Here am I starting to stalk it.  That rascally rabbit.  Someday that bunny butt is going to be mine. 

But what happens on a warm winter day?  The snow melts.  I kind of came in a mess.  So I had a bath...UGH!!!

Crap! And the man boarded up the bottom of the shed access.  A guy can dream. 

I need a pet

I have decided I really miss the big guy.   I need a pet to call my own.  I think I need a python
They intrigue me.  I have never met a snake.  Kind of reminds me of a rawhide chew.  Imagine the fun I could have with something like that.  The colors are really cool.  And they don't shed.

Mom says, "Absolutely not, Buster.  It would eat you.  You are about the right size for a weekly lunch."
Dad says, "Why don't you get a Hamster in a ball."


I guess I'm back to the drawing board.  Oh sadness.....

My Name is Cake

There is nothing like cake!  Cake is beautiful!  Cake makes people happy!
Cake is fun!  Cake is fantastic.  Everybody loves cake!
That's why my middle name is Cake.  I am Buster Cake.  There is nothing like me!

 I am beautiful!  I make people happy!  I'm fun!  I'm fantastic!  And Everybody loves me!

Hence, my name is Cake.....................................
Now if I had thumbs it would be BUSTER DANGER!

I DON'T DO OUTFITS

Over the holidays it was suggested that I dress up like a reindeer. To this I have to say: I DON'T DO OUTFITS. Dogs should not be forced to wear outfits. Most of us do NOT like them. To us wearing outfits is like a human wearing metal underwear. Which is very uncomfortable. How would you like it if you were forced to wear metal underwear? You wouldn't. So please stop making us wear outfits we don't like them. Again I repeat. I DON'T DO OUTFITS.