Free Post (Buster)

This weekend I found a Boston Terrier. He came up to our fence and wouldn't leave. After a couple minutes he started digging to try and get in. After that, I fell in love with him. He was the cutest little dog. So, long story short, my mom ended up letting us keep him. When my brother came home, the first thing he said was, Buster! The funny thing is, that is what I had been calling him the whole time. I really wanted to keep him, after all he got along with our other four dogs that we already had. Even tyhou8gh my mom said we could keep him, there was a catch. If my aunt didn't was him, then she promised we wouldn't give him a new home. The bad thing was, about two hours later, he escaped. I guess that's how he got out from his other home.

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