Busters Back!

I know I know! What a roller coaster with Buster....poor little guy. Jason's Mom (who's house we are living in) called us every day the week we moved up here crying and begging us to get Buster back. She couldn't stand the fact that the boys were without their hairy companion. She told us he could be an inside dog and that's that. Of Course I didn't complain because I was missing Buster too. When we went down to St. George I had to call the family who had taken care of Buster and ask if it was okay that we took him back. :( I felt so bad because they had 3 little boys and who wouldn't get attached to Buster right off? She said they would be fine with it...when I went to get him the boys wouldn't look at me and when the oldest finally did? He gave me the meanest stink eye I've ever seen! :( I felt so bad...the mom told me that the boys cried and cried when they found out and that her husband didn't want to give him back. I couldn't blame them, he is a great dog. Well now we have him and are loving him even more now that we already had to give him up once.
THE END :)