Buster

It’s ya boy Buster here – yep, still hangin’ out, still waitin’, still ridiculously good-looking.
Sooo… Mum has now taken it upon herself to help me find a forever home. Apparently, charming the socks off everyone just isn’t enough these days. So she says !!!
But listen – if you’re looking to add a giant, lovable, slightly clumsy goofball to your family lineup, LOOK NO FURTHER. I’m your guy. I will love you, and then love you more, and then somehow love you even more after that. It’s a gift.
I get along with all the canines up here – big ones, small ones, fluffy ones, cranky ones. I’m basically the mayor of Dogville. Super popular. Why? No idea. I just exist and people vibe with it.
I’m great with the Houndie Helpers too – from the wise old wrinklies to the teeny bouncing bean hoomans!!! I do sometimes forget I’m the size of a baby hippo… OOPS COMING THROUGH!
Cuddles? Yes. Please. All of them.
Humans = best.
Snuggles = life.
Couch = now mine.
I’m crate trained, my recall is pretty decent and I’ve learnt how to walk nicely on a lead –
Oh, and I totally get that the toilet is outside. Inside is for naps, love, and snuggles.
My mum Polly (she’s a classy Lab X) already got her forever home, and she texts me every day like, “Did you find your hoomans yet??” and I have to be like, “No, Mum, still single.”
Help me out here – I’ve got a proud mama to make.
So, if you’re looking for a big-hearted, big-footed, tongue-waggling cuddle monster, swipe right – wait, wrong app – I mean… drop a message and let’s start this happily ever after.
Love,
Buster your future best mate !!!