Dear Barbara, its me, Butter

[Edwina's Secretary]

Dear Sweet Butterball of a Boy,

Sorry to horn in on your correspondence....but I thought you and the bulldog were pals? What happened?

[Logan]

He grew up, Sara!!!! He is probably 60 pounds of pure muscle now and he loves to tackle me at every opportunity. I have not swiped him with my claws, yet, but I will, eventually, if he gets too rough!!!!

Love,
Butter

[catmandu]

We hope that that Dog doesnt get mean Butter , and we hope that your Guardians see when he knocks you over for no reason at all.
Be careful Butter , a Dog that strong can hurt you even if hes only playing, they dont know thier own strength sometimes.

[Logan]

Gary, I heard the concern in your post. I promise, Mack is NOT that bad, and Butter is a pretty tough boy. He is just having to run away a little more frequently than he used to. I will not ever, ever let Butter be in danger, I promise.

Logan

[Killearn Kitties]

How lovely to see you again, sweet Butter. Barbara will be so pleased to get this note from you. What a pity that dog got bigger - you were such pals when you were younger.

[Edwina's Secretary]

Dear Butternut,

Edwina was an expert at managing dogs....big small and in-between. Now that we live so far away from family ...she is a little rusty.

But I'll ask her if she can give you some pointers.....(hee hee...pun intended... )

[catmandu]

I meant no offense as I am sure that you are keeping an eye on Butter and
Mack, and that they are fast friends.

[Randi]

Butter, I'm sure Barbara will be delighted to see you, as we all are. You look beautiful there in the basket.

Eating, sleeping and hunting are important things to do, but you must put some pressure on your mom to use that camera more often!

Kisses to you, Butter - and headbumpies from Fister.