They came back at last and I was glad.
This is me at the park this morning so things are pretty much back to normal.
I did not do any bad stuff when they were away.
Mike was kind to me and Elly and George and I saw Knutty a lot.
This me with a tennis ball in my mouth and a garbage can growing out of my head.
Ha ha.
This is a picture of an olden-days rabbit that is about to be eaten by a big bird.
I knew bad stuff happened in the olden days.
That is when the lion killed the man and took his head off and made him spit out water all the time.
That is in Florence where they went.
This is a dog they talked to when they could not talk to me.
These are two dogs; one is old and one is young.
I am now going to have my nap.
love
from
Buster
