Buster

My little Buster Bear is sitting on my shoulder giving me little beaky kisses on my face and neck. This makes me so happy. I can stop laughing. And he's laughing right along with me. There's no better sound than Buster laughing up a storm.

Needless to say, I can't have this little lovefest in the same room with Sookie. No, that can't happen. It would hurt her feelings. And I love her too.

My little Buster Bear.

I'll never forget him sitting on my shoulder in the front yard. A big wind took him and tossed him into the field. I ran toward him calling his name and he ran toward me too. I love this bird.