Howdy Folks! Fred the Dog here. Just throwing my four paws in here while Mom’s stepped out for a bit. Ya’ll won’t tell, right? Mom promised I could help out with this here new blog thingy. I’m not really certain exactly what a blog is, but it sure looks like fun!
Mom says I get to tell you all about my adventures with her and Dad;
I love going on road trips with them:
They just don’t take me often enough. This is Mom and Dad:
Mom actually had to convert Dad (he was a Vol fan but we try not to tell anyone), but he eventually saw the light. He’s a pretty smart dude.
This is my crib:
Pretty nice, huh? I even have my own doggie park in back. Mom and Dad actually make me share these digs with three other critters. They call them cats. (I call them “appetizers”, but don’t tell Mom.)
Sully and Pepper are the resident cats.
They are pretty cool for felines. Both of them are very laid back and keep to themselves; but then there is this runt:
Mom and Dad call him ‘The Terrorist’ (I would like to call him road kill). He may look like an innocent little kitten but he is an absolute pure, rotten, evil, terror. He is constantly picking on the other two. I’ve had to actually start defending little Pepper. Poor thing.
I’m not hiding. I am strategically laying an ambush! Yeah…that’s it!
Terrorist is just boarding with us until one of Mom’s friends gets her own place and can adopt him. If you ask me, that can’t happen soon enough. He is a menace.
I’ve got a pretty sweet life here. Eat; sleep, bark, chase squirrels, pee, poop, eat, sleep, bark, chase, sleep, repeat as needed. I thought I had it made.
Sleeping all day; catching rays….
Until this guy started showing up:
Trespassing! In MY yard! And Mom and Dad will not let me chase it away. Every time it shows up they just shush me and stand there watching it. For Pete’s sake people. It could be dangerous! Do they listen to my warnings? Nooooooo, they just want to ooohhhh and ahhhhhhh about how cute it is and let it take over MY yard.
Next thing you know, it shows up with a friend. Just my luck, Mom and Dad will want to adopt them too.
This is just not acceptable. I’m really going to have to have a talk with Mom and Dad about it.
Until next time, keep on wagging