Tuesday, June 30, 2009

My Sister Arrives and Meets Me and Knut

Claudia says I am a very handsome guy.

She walked me to the dog park. Adam went too.

We met Benny who has a cool ride to the park.
He sits in a bicycle basket.

On the way home we met Knut. He was on his
 way to get his rabies shot. I told him it did not hurt much.

Claudia said hello to Knut.

When we got home she looked through all the photos of me.
She liked this one where I am looking noble and pensive.

Love from

Friday, June 26, 2009

I Win a Cool Prize and Later Take a Nap

Mum put my name in for a giveaway from our friend Linda Sue.
We won !!!
Maybe I will give these underpants to Fatty if she promises to be 
nice to me.

This is me with one of my old toys. 

This is me  waiting for Dad outside the supermarket.

I did not know my friend Knut from across the road was so famous.
They put his picture on a van. I saw it on my walk.

Then I had a nap.
Love from

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Miscellaneous and Some Big News

This is a picture of me on a post.
It means I cannot go there even though I am sitting nicely.
I do not get it.

This is a cat called Oliver whose family take him for a walk on a lead.
He likes birds and bugs.

Because my sister is coming from England
 next week, my mum bought me a new lead.

Then I sat in a puddle and my new lead got wet.

Then I tugged on my lead.
Mum says my new lead makes my collar look shabby.

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Spaniels Who Aren't Me and Me

This dog is a proper spaniel.
You can tell because he has floppy ears.

This one is a Welsh Springer Spaniel like my great aunt Debbie.
(I was adopted but this is my family now.)

This is me sitting on some grass.
I cannot remember why I am looking worried.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Father's Day

We wrapped up my piece of wood and two bars of chocolate.

I gave them to my dad.
He was happy.

Then I ate the paper.

Dad  and I are chums.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Squirrels, Cats and Stuff

This is one of Fatty's relatives in Madison Square Park.

This lady brought her cat so it could give it a mean look.

I'm glad the cat isn't looking at me.

We went to Chelsea Florist to buy a pot for my grass.
This is their cat looking at me.

This is the cat from the deli who hissed at me.
The shop cats round here are pretty tough.

Oscar is not. He sat next to Mum at the dog park.

love from

Thursday, June 18, 2009


Mum sometimes says, "Poor Buster, you do not have any grass to play in."
So she bought me some at Union Square.
First thing I did, I took it out of the plastic pot and ate that.

Plastic is not good for boys.
So Mum put my grass on a plate.

So I picked the whole thing up and sat in Mum's chair.

Then they took my grass away.

ps. I am going to the country at the weekend.
There will be proper grass there.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

I get an Award and a Hairbrush

Hero from Malaysia gave me an award. He said it means,
 "Your blog deserves to be shot."
I was scared. Then Mum says 'shot' means filmed.

I am in Mum's chair. It is comfy.

Dad is brushing me with my new hair brush.

After I had my hair brushed, I went out and talked to girls.

I am trying to figure out why Shadow is interested in Mum's foot.

Some of my friends at the dog park have funny faces.
The white one is Yankee.
That is Savannah sitting on a rock.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Me on 5th Avenue and in the Dog Park

We were walking to Union Square when I saw stripes.

Then I saw a purple goat.
This is not a normal color for goats.

This is my suave, man-about-town look.

We went to the dog park at Union Square,
but some of the dogs were wild
and some hung out with their mums and dads.

A boy looked at me in the vegetable market.

Another one did on the way home.

In the afternoon, Mum and Dad took me to the regular dog park.
Me and my friend looked at the water for a long time.
It is very interesting.

Some big dogs went in the swimming pool.

love from Buster

Friday, June 12, 2009

The Doctor and More about Knut

I went to the doctor for my check-up. I am fine. I weight 29 lbs.
I licked the young man's ear.

Then I licked his hand to see if there were any dried liver treats left.

There was a little cat who needed a home.
My family do not need any more pets. They have me.

Mum said people looked after their animals even in history.
They looked in their mouths and washed their feet.

We met Knut and we played for a bit.
Then some girls came and said, "May we pet the puppy?"
"He is so cuuuuuuuute!"
They were not talking about me.

But I like Knut anyway.
When he is not a baby, we will play more.