The Fence Post

The Mystery of the Clatter in the Kitchen

One late summer evening, as the sun was setting over the lake, we closed the kitchen doors to secure Buster, our beloved black Lab, in the kitchen. We were heading to the Summer Playhouse for an Agatha Christie murder mystery—my favorite.

Buster's Adventure

Buster was a bundle of energy, always ready for adventure and often finding himself in amusing predicaments. (One summer his nickname was “The Wedding Crasher”... but that’s a story for another day.)

He looked longingly through the kitchen door window as we left for the evening. Such sad eyes on a big, black dog.

The Great Dog Food Caper

With the house all to himself, Buster sniffed around, exploring every nook and cranny in search of excitement. His keen nose led him to the kitchen nook, where the irresistible scent of his favorite treats lingered. As he investigated further, his eyes fell upon a large, mostly empty 50lb bag of dog food, left tantalizingly unattended.

And what dog wouldn’t be excited about that possibility?

Unable to resist the temptation, Buster nudged the bag with his snout and started consuming the food. Deeper and deeper, he pushed his head to the bottom of the bag. But as he savored his impromptu feast, disaster struck! In his excitement, Buster inadvertently thrust his head into the empty bag. With a swift motion, it slipped over his head, engulfing him in darkness.

Panicked and disoriented, Buster thrashed about, attempting to free himself from the confines of the bag. But with each frantic movement, the bag only seemed to tighten its grip. The bag over his head left Buster aimlessly stumbling around the kitchen.

The Great Reveal

Meanwhile, we returned from the playhouse, eager to see our favorite canine. But as we approached the house, we all stopped with alarm. Someone must be in the house! What are they doing? We could hear thrashing about, and we thought there must be burglars. But if that’s the case, why is Buster not barking?

“Oh no!” cried Lizzy. “Did they kill Buster?”

We stepped onto the porch and peered through the kitchen door. And then we all roared with laughter! Buster was staggering blindly through the kitchen, the empty bag of dog food still completely obscuring his vision.

"Buster, what have you gotten yourself into now?" Daniel exclaimed, rushing to his aid.

He carefully removed the bag from Buster's head, revealing his sheepish expression beneath. Despite his embarrassment, Buster wagged his tail apologetically, his eyes already sparkling with future mischief.

Life with Buster

Though Buster's antics often left us exasperated, we couldn't help but laugh at his latest escapade. Life with Buster filled us with laughter, love, and a dash of unexpected chaos. And no obstacle would prevent him from entertaining us every day of his 13 years. Oh, Buster, we still miss you.

Look for your “Pooch proof fence” to protect your Buster here.

Waggy regards from

Debbie Page

CEO, Louis E. Page Inc – Woman-owned business and Family-owned since 1893. (Wow! Without question, that is 130 years owned and run by our family!)