This is dedicated to the one I love

good boy, originally uploaded by *Karo*.

This is my dog. You remember my dog Buster, don't you? He was #1 in my book until that mewling little interloper supplanted his spot. The guilt, it has been riddling me of late, so last night I let Buster do something he has never done before in his doggie life -- I let him sleep in the bed with me. It was great; he kept the bed nice and warm when I got up to feed Baxter. Now BK just has to go out of town again, cause I have a feeling he's not going to cotton to the dog in the bed idea.

Don't tell, internets. It'll be our secret. Along with that occasional food scrap that makes into into Buster's maw.

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Who's a good boy? Whooooosagoooodbooooyy? Whoozagooboooy? [tummy scratches]

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Erm, that was me above.