Buzby's Journal: October 2005

HOW I GOT MY WINGS

Gladys and I were sitting on fluffy cloud in Dog Heaven soon after I'd arrived. She revealed that she is an angel now. That explained her big, beautiful, fluffy, wings ... and why she could fly! I liked the idea of being an angel, but didn't have wings.

"Will I get wings?", I asked. Just then, a warm beam came out of nowhere, and bathed us in light. I looked up and saw a pair of wings gently floating down.

"Those must be yours!", Gladys said, "They're exactly your size, extra small. Just stand still and they'll land on your back. It won't hurt a bit."

Gladys was right. When the wings touched my back, it was as if they had always been there.

"Congratulations, Buzby!" Gladys said, "You're the littlest angel in Dog Heaven. Now that you have wings, we can fly anywhere ... and everywhere is fantastic! Dog Heaven has everything a good dog could want. Where would you like to go first?"

"I'd like to go to the Post Orifice and send my people a postcard," I replied, "just to let them know that I'm OK. I know they're really sad right now."

 

October 2, 2005

 
 
 
 

Buzby's Journal: September 5, 2005

I haven't wanted to have my picture taken for quite some time now. Oh, I used to love posing for pictures when I was younger, and I was always excited and proud to be on television. But lately, I've been feeling pretty tired, and you know how it is - when you don't feel good, you don't look good, and you don't want to have your picture taken. But since my last grooming a few days ago, I've been feeling much better. It's not just all the extra attention, I really love feeling clean and fluffy. Hmmm ... this guy sure smells familiar ...

 

My leader took me outside and coaxed me with fresh, sweet, raspberries that she picked just for me.  After the raspberries, I did a sniffing tour of the garden, and then I sat in the sun for a while. It was a heavenly day, warm and sunny, just the way I like it. My leader kept encouraging me to pose, and I can't say no to her, so here I am, posing. This is my official 15th Birthday portrait, taken a few days after my birthday.

People say that I look like a little angel, but ... don't angels have wings?