Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cats. Show all posts

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Ugo and the Cats



This is me looking out of the window to see if any of my friends are around.
If Bodi is there, I can run down and hang out with him.


This is Ugo. He is very, very big and he drools.
Mum said to be nice to him.


His eyes are very little, but he is a very important kind of dog.


In the evening, IanDownTheHall came over and we played for a bit.


I let him play with my stuffed lion that the stuffing came out of.
He preferred the boxes.


Today I went to the vet to get weighed.
I weigh 40lb 9oz.
Mum got some pills so I am not sick in the car.
These cats were at the vet.

love from
Buster

Friday, September 25, 2009

Gomez and other Stuff





This is a really good portrait of Gomez.
It looks just like him. His tongue is pink.


This is Benny with his ball. 
It does not fit in his mouth.


This is Knutty wanting to go home.
He does not like noisy dogs.


I saw some puppies in a pet shop window.


This is one of my ancestors.
He lives on 10th Street.


This is not a good place for a cat.
His master asked my mum for money.


This is me and Gomez.
This picture is on Mum's other blog too.
I hope you have a good weekend.
love
from
Buster


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
Buster

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Rats, Cats and Vans




This is a pretend rat. 
He is very big and has ugly whiskers.



What would you think if you looked up at this?




This cat in the vet-down-the -road's window is
pretending to be peaceful.




When I looked at her sister, she flew at me.



This is a van with party supplies.
Dad sometimes calls me a "Dogopotomus".
Maybe one day I will have a party and invite people.



This van delivers my Science Diet to the shop across the road.
If it was all Science Diet it would last me about a billion years.

love from Buster.