oh, buster

last thursday i found him in a dusty, dirty old cardboard box in the garage with some shoes and books. my mom said she was donating it. buster too?! awww, i have a soft spot for buster. fond memories since he was my brother's growing up. i was always jealous that he had buster, i thought he was so cute. and perry used to make him dance and do all kinds of cute stuff. why would she be throwing him away? she said that nj doesn't like the tiger, that he said to take it away. but i brought him home and threw him in nj's laundry basket. right away, nj wanted him and said, "ah-goo's tiger. want it." i told him that the tiger needs to be washed first. he's nice and clean now, ready for hugging. i'm not sure why he says thing like that to my mom. and i'm not sure why she listens to him! he obviously does like buster. a while back my mom asks me why he says he's scared of giraffes. how should i know? he's never said that to us! and he doesn't have a problem with giraffes in his books he has here. i think sometimes he just says stuff to her just to say it and she listens! oh well.