"Who's Buster? " you may ask. It was quite obvious that the lady at the bakery counter had the same question in mind by the look she gave me when I asked her to write "Happy Birthday Buster" on the cake.
Actually, this reminds me of a quick story.......Once had a dishwasher repairman at the house. An older gentleman who kind of looked like Benjamin Franklin. Well, he had his head stuck into the dishwasher, looking for the problem, when the dog decided to go a bit crazy.
I yelled, " That's enough, Buster!". The repairman pulled his head out of the dishwasher and asked, "Are you talking to me?"
It appears that he had been referred to as "Buster" sometime in the past. Who knew?
Well, by now, if you didn't already know, you've figured out that Buster is the family dog. Yesterday was his birthday. Fourteen years old. Seemed worth celebrating.
And why not have some fun with it?
Buster was certainly up for it.
There was some fun singing "Happy Birthday to you"
And, of course, the blowing out of the candles.
Nope, there are not 14 candles on the cake. We didn't want Buster feeling too old.
And we sure did all enjoy that yummy creation!
As much fun as these past few days have been, it's time to once again pack up Buster and head on home. I've got lots to do at home to get ready for Thanksgiving Dinner.
But before I close, let me take this opportunity to wish all of you bloggers a blessed holiday with family and friends. May the day be truly special for all of you.
Happy Turkey Day!
So, now I understand why Buster got to go.... Happy Belated 14th Birthday to Buster!
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