His Highness

As you can see from the large picture above, Buster is the King of our house. He believes that we should cater to his every need as soon as requested. We don't leave his Highness much because every time we do, he either gets really sick, or hurt. This last time while we were at the beach and Wesley was in charge of him, he decided not to come into the house at night when he was called. Wesley exact words were "he just looked at me and turned his head when I called him and would not budge" because of this rebellious behavior and his fighting temper, he got beat up a little. He forgets he is like Richard Childress and old and shouldn't be picking on the younger more in shape generation. The one Buster messed with fought back, not like Kurt Busch, who probably was in shock. However, if my Mr. Precious (Joey) was in on a fight I would take odds on him, no matter his age. HA!!!!!. We though Buster would recover on his own, but noooo he wants us to spend money because of our having the nerve to leave him alone for a few days. He ended up not having a broken foot, Praise the Lord, so no x-rays, just put to sleep and lanced, then he had his on little blue bandage on his foot that drove him crazy. Serves him right, for not healing himself and making us spend money on a Vet bill. What we do for the King in our life.....