~* WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS A STORY ABOUT A PITBULL, PROCEED WITH CAUTION*~
Last summer, the cutest young dog came barreling over to my house from across the street and my children instantly fell in love. Ok, we all collectively fell in love. And boy oh boy was he cute! A young, brindle and white pit bull named Buster.
Loving a dog had never been so easy as it was with Buster
The pattern of “Can we go see if Buster can play?” was several times a day. Some days, he would sneak over, others he waited for my kids to come get him.
My husband talked with the dog’s owner, told her that he’s needed to be socialized now before he’s too big and set in his ways. Then there was a problem where Buster’s owner had to leave one night and couldn’t take him with her. He spent the night with us. And here we are, just shy of a year later and have moved. The dog moved with us.
Buster and Buddy. Because when it’s bedtime, it’s snuggle time
He quickly became the most loved dog in our home.(Don’t judge, we have five) We took him to the ocean and he learned to dig. We take him everywhere we go because, well, we love him.
Now it has not been all rosy the entire time. There have been some not so pleasant moments thrown in, because who has ever had the PERFECT puppy.
He’s sensitive, in every sense. He has sensitive ears and skin. If he gets a bath, he must have some sort of moisturizer or he will be all flaky. His ears have to be cleaned and maintained DAILY. And he has feelings. If anyone of us does something without him, he pouts.
HUH? POUTS? HE’S A DOG!
Yea I know he’s a dog, but he doesn’t know that. I think he thinks he’s a cross between a cat and a person. Let’s say my husband decided to go out on a guys trip, for the day. Buster will lay in his chair all day long and pout and whine. Don’t believe me? Here’s a picture:
“But mama, I don’t want to get off the couch”
(we like to make sure Buster is getting everything he needs to be in the best health. We give him Bully Max. I highly recommend this as it helps build muscle mass and helps keep him active. If you; are interested check it out!)
He needs daily exercise. Now, look I have a very large aversion to working out for the sake of working out, so normally I will find out a way to avoid it entirely. Ha, not with this dog. He slams his body into your legs. He will Tasmanian devil run thru the house. Sometimes, he will even bring you his rope and try to engage you!
People say my dog’s breed is dangerous.
Yes, they are right. If you were to come into my home uninvited, he would likely show you to the cookie jar. But if you were to grab one of his kids? GAME OVER.
His claws are dangerous. I swear when he walks on the carpet he polishes them just enough to scratch the shit out of you, by accident.
His farts are dangerous. Actually, I think our government should contact me for a job for him. If you send my stinky dog to search for a criminal, he will flush them out with his farts alone.
His tongue might be dangerous too, but to know for sure you will have to ask the cat. Buster cleans the cat daily. They are best friends.
And to love him will for sure be dangerous for the heart. Because he is such a huge part of our home and life, when it’s his time to go, we will be heartbroken.
Until next time,
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