Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Windows of the Soul: The Search for Buster's Eyes

Persephone here at the keyboard today. Many of our good friends out in the global wolf-child blogosphere have expressed some concern regarding the existence of Buster's eyes. Does he have a pair? Truthfully, Bailey and I never bothered to ask him, since we assumed that all male terriers are essentially blind to the important things. But it WAS an intellectually interesting question, and we had little else to do, because Mom wasn't home to torment.

So today, Bailey and I set out on a Quest. We decided to journey into that Terra Incognita, that Undiscovered Country, that Great Unknown. The Search for Buster's Eyes!



We realized in advance that this was not an easy task, and the Royal Society had provided us with very specific instructions.

After taking on provisions, we set out dutifully to the floor of the Bedroom. There, we discovered the creature, supine and comatose. We searched for evidence of orbs of sight...



Disappointed, we ventured further! After all, the intrepid Captain James Cook was not deterred when he failed to discover the fabled Lost Continent, that Terra Incognita Australis of the imagination, after he journeyed from Cape Horn to Tahiti. No sir! He observed the transit of Venus across the sun, enjoyed the hospitality of gorgeous and scantily-clad natives, and proceeded Westward! So we set out in a westerly direction to find Buster's Eyes...



A cry rang out from the main-topsail crow's-nest--"Eyes Ho! Two points off the starboard bow!" We sprang to our battle stations and beat the crew to Quarters.



It was a terrifying sight! The Creature emerged from its slumber, and we realized in a moment how Odysseus must have felt upon first viewing the Cyclopean horror.



A second eye was sighted in due course, and we knew with certainty that we had come upon a beast with stereoscopic vision! We trembled.



Soon, another protuberance emerged, and we understood the ghastly fear of impending annihilation experienced by Captain Nemo when the Nautilus fell into the grip of the Giant Squid.




It blinked! The Beast approached us cautiously... Closer and closer it came!



We took a photograph, hoping that those who came upon our remains might find the camera and view our very last sight.


Alas, the Creature simply stuck out its tongue, rolled over, and proceeded to nap.

A narrow escape!

We shall report more in a subsequent installment on..."The Search for Buster's Brain!"

Your faithful correspondent,

Persephone


6 comments:

Maggie and Mitch said...

Oh my gosh! You really do have eyes under all of that fur, Buster! hehehe
Your eyes are very beautiful!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Khyra The Siberian Husky And Sometimes Her Mom said...

I'm glad woo took the risk fur your readers!

Nice eyes hidden beneath all that Buster Brush!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

Noah the Airedale said...

I being a highly intelligent airedales always knew my mate Buster had eyes under all that fur.

tailwags
Noah

The 'splorin' Wolfies said...

HAHAHAA!!! That was really funny! you wrote that out really well Persephone! you had us with the "all male terriers are essentially blind" bit. HEHEHEHEHE

Sue said...

Sky's eyes disappear sometimes. Mom says she's going to make him wear a barrette, whatever that is.

Penny, Poppy & Patches said...

Hahahahaha! Oh, sorry, we were caught up reading the comment right before ours. It's amazing how the scammers think we are all stoopid! It makes you wonder how many peeps actually sent in their $500!

Now...on to impawtant stuffs! Buster, we are very happy to know that you really do have eyes hidden among all that fur! We commend Persephone and Bailey for their bravery in uncovering said eyes!

Aire-hugs,
Poppy, Penny & Patches