Yes, it was true. A THING OF UNSPEAKABLE EVIL had, after lying dormant for a full twelve months, re-emerged to bring chaos to my beloved home. I resolved to destroy it.
Let it not be said that I do not love my work!
The Rabid Reindeer Scourge will not lay waste to my abode again!
Prancer and Blitzen, behold the fate that awaits you if you dare land upon the roof of THE BUSTERIZER.
Uh, oh...Mom has some words for me. Gotta go!
Your friend,
Buster the Contrite
8 comments:
Guess you showed that "thing" who was boss..... Good job!
Tailwags
Ernie & Sasha
Wow! That is the perfect eye-ectomy, Buster! We are impressed!
Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch
Whoa -
You're truly a professional stuffie assasin.
Quick, cold blooded and very thorough.
Hope Santa Paws doesn't miss your house.
XxooXxooo
Oh oh Buster,
Santa Dog will not be happy about that. Noah grabbed Mom's big stuffed Santa last year and she screamed and slammed things around and let it be known that if we wanted to have Christmas at all, we'd better stick to playing with our own toys.
You did do a very neat job of blinding that reindeer. Have you thought of becoming a surgeon?
Buster! How could you!
How do you expect to be top of Santa's 'good pup' list??
love and woofs
Clive
Ruh-roh. He only had eyes for you. Groan.
I got the stinkin Chris-Moose at my house too! GRRRRRRR
Bussie Kissies
Buster
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