They are doing stuff to my house, like painting the ceiling pink and putting paper on the floor. I do not know why.
This is me in my house looking at it. Anyway
we have moved down the hall to my friend Buck's house.
I am a bit confused.
Buck is very, very old.
This is what he does most of the time which is lie around doing nothing.
He has got a big gigundo bag of food all for him on the counter. My bag of treats that I was sent in the mail looks very small next to it. (Chewy.com) My treats are almost gone.
On the coffee table I found a thing with teeth in it.
I was going to eat it then they told me not to and put it where I could not reach it.
If you like teeth you would like my friend Milan who has got a lot of teeth. In spite of all the various things going on, I manage to have fun.
This is a bad photo of me and Homer at the park this morning.
Here is a portrait of Darcy that Mum did. I will let you know how I get on at Buck's house.
Love from
Buster
