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Gilbert said:
Some pups never learn. Buster is busted once again. Sticking his nose "literally" where it doesn't belong.
Some of you may remember a month back that Buster decided to eat the dry wall at the top of the stairs. (picture above ) Yes, he ate it. Not a single piece was found on the floor.
Dad finally got around to patching it. When our parents went upstairs last night to go to bed they found a nose and pawprint in the middle of the drywall paste. I'm innocent. If the paw don't fit, you must acquit. That's all I have to say.
I wonder if there's a "Three stikes and you're out" rule in this house. (evil thought)
Buster said:
Does anybody know the number for Rod Blagojevich's lawyer?
At 7:30 this evening authorities were called to the home of Mr. Buster Brown and Mr. Gilbert Michael investigating a domestic violence claim. The victim, Mr. Frank-n-Stein, asserts he was battered for no apparent reason and lost his nose.
One of the two homeowners is a "pup of interest". Authorities say this will be a difficult case to solve as the evidence appears to have been eaten!
GILBERT SAID...
Last night I decided enough was enough I'm putting my paw down! This new fur ball everyone refers to as my "little brother" had pushed me far enough. I jumped off the couch and took back one of my toys. Mom and dad couldn't believe it. I actually stood up for myself. There's a new sheriff in town. I stood my ground. No more hiding on the couch. I pushed Buster back with my head every time he tried to bite my ears and legs. I even ran after him twice. Mom and dad say this is progress. No more being bossed around by a 5-pound puppy. This is my house and its time he shows me a little respect.
BUSTER SAID...
Well, I finally got the fat guy off the sofa; God knows he could use the exercise. At one point I thought I killed him, he jumped back up on the sofa and was panting so hard I was afraid he was having a heart attack!