January 21, 2011. This most likely isn't the day he was born, but it is the day he jumped into my arms when I said, "Let's go home Buster". I purchased him a fleece blanket and the white knight was warm, he slept soundly all the way back.

He's aways waiting for the next ride, is a good boy and wants to be friends with everyone and animal. He's full of might, has a stubborn streak and is curious about everything. He also keeps laps warm and is often close by. He was fearful of the male gender, service technicians are still bothersome to him. Will that always remain?
The little white guy is curled up on a red fleece blanket, ears erect always listening and when I turn down the computer for the day, he'll be close behind waiting for a lap to form.
Stay warm friends.
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