asteriskybusiness:
On another one of my visits, we were in the kitchen when his dog, a giant St. Bernard named Elmer, sauntered through the back door, looked up at Buster, then at me, and let out a loud and clear meow.
“How the heck did you get him to do that?” I asked.
Buster opened his dog’s mouth and pulled out a newborn kitten. It was soaking wet from the dog’s slobber.
“It’s in his mouth like a wad of chewing tobacco,” I said.
Buster laughed.
“He found the kitty and has been takin...
Published on October 09, 2015 07:50