His Favorite Toy
A few weeks ago I was working out in the garden and Buster was frolicking in the yard. Frolicking is the perfect word to describe his actions. He was tossing a cream-colored-something up in the air, pouncing on it, then tearing around the yard at top speed with it in his mouth. I assumed he had found a deer bone. (Gross, I know, but dogs do like their bones!) Upon closer inspection, this is what he was really playing with:
I busted out laughing. We have no idea where this crazy plastic fish came from. Our closest neighbor is 1/4 mile away. Did he swipe it from their yard? Or did he unearth it from the field... We find all kinds of artifacts in our soil. Wherever it came from, this silly fish quickly became Buster's favorite outside toy. A silly toy for a silly dog.
Here's another reason why Buster is silly; he sticks his tongue out when he's concentrating!