Hello all!<\/p>\n
I am Buster J. Brown. In the picture I am the white-colored dog with brown spots. The other dog is Eddie. We live with our people companion Mister Tom. I came to live with Mister Tom through a dog rescue. Eddie came to live with us through a dog shelter.<\/p>\n
My first post is a poem I wrote about how I came to live with Mister Tom. A little more than nine years ago I was a lost dog who was found in the woods of the deep south.<\/p>\n
Enjoy.<\/p>\n
THE FOUNDLING<\/span> (Copyright 2013 by Buster J. Brown) Wild boar were their quarry, A glimmer of hope and recognition, With sad looks and tail wags he drew them near, Once greeted and treated his mission accomplished, He had miles to travel, though somewhat ill, Once there he showed his true acumen, Hello all! I am Buster J. Brown. In the picture I am the white-colored dog with brown spots. The other dog is Eddie. We live with our people companion Mister Tom. I came to live with Mister Tom through a … Continue reading
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\nA homeless waif from woods deep South,
\nHe found the hunters midst briars and moss.<\/p>\n
\nYet ‘neath thickets he waited somewhat wary.<\/p>\n
\nThese were people he found, not his imagination.<\/p>\n
\nAll the while showing there was nothing to fear.<\/p>\n
\nA journey ahead to the North was his promise.<\/p>\n
\nTo his home in the North, to [Somewhere]ville.<\/p>\n
\nNot just a dog, an obedience champion.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"