Turkey-giving

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

I hope all of you out there on the World Wide Web had a lovely Turkey-giving Day.

Mine was just OK. That's because Old Girl and Mr. Jason didn't GIVE me no Turkey! I thought that was what Turkey-giving Day was all about!

But I did get a whole lotta marshmallows in my mouth. They was delicious.

I'll tell you all about it.

Mr. Jason was making himself some hot chocolate, and he dropped a bunch of them little marshmallows.

Well I gobbled those little suckers right up, just stuffed them in my cheeks without even swallowing!

Then I runned away to eat them, and they was dee-licious! I thought I might upchuck later, like I did with the butter incident, but I did not!

Anyways, regardless of the lack of turkey, this Turkey-giving Day was better than last year, when I had to go to camp because Old Girl went to see Uncle Rece and Aunt Leigh and that little boy and girl in Connect-I-Cut.

But the year before that, my first Turkey-giving Day, was the day I met Bicci, my one true love.

(Sniff)

I don't have no picture of her to put on the World Wide Web, but she is just too bee-yoo-tee-ful for words!

Anyways, Bicci and I are not to be, mainly because of the great difference in our sizes and ages. (She old and fat.)

OK, I gots to get back to sniffing around the Santa Paws tree.

Goodbye for now.

ESTP

Hello again. It's me, Fred.

My old girl and Mr. Jason say I is an "ESTP."

What that mean, I aksed?

Well, it is what's called a personality type. "Extrovert, Sensor, Thinker, Perceiver." Those is big words.

In a nutshell, it means I is active and like to be around people. Also, I is very concerned with the here and now. And I is flexible and spontaneous!

Old girl is an "ISTJ," and Mr. Jason is an "INFP." I say it take all kinds to make the world go round, even though I believe mine is the best.

On a sad note, the Roll Tiders got beat last night. Mr. Jason says they was surrounded by Tigers.

That sounded (and looked) scary to Fred. But I think he was talking about something else.

Maybe next week Roll Tide will surround the Tigers!

Good and Bad

Hello, again. It's me...Fred.

OK, I've got some good news and some bad news.

Which should I tell first?

Good.

Bad.

Good.

Bad.

OK, those were just little illustrations.

I'll tell you my good news first. Remember that my doctor say Fred can't have no more treats, chewies, Greenies. You read this earlier blog if you forgot.

So now old girl takes me back to the doctor, and he say Fred can start having his old food again! Then, in one more week, I can have treats again! Then, in another week, Greenies, which are my favoritest things!

Now, that sounds like a lot of weeks to Fred, and I ask him if I can't just do this all in one day or so. But he say no.

But I still think that is good news if you ask me.

Now the bad news is that I'm now jingle-jangle Fred.

Actually, I've just got a tag that jingle jangle jingles, as Fred go walking merrily along.

Anyway, it's not so bad. It say "Fred," and it have my address and old girl's tell-a-phone number.

But this all came about because I runned away!

While old girl was upstairs, and Mr. Jason was unloading the car one night, I sneaked out the front door and runned off to freedom!

Well, unlucky for me because Mr. Jason spotted me, and old girl seen that I was missing, and they runned after me!

Mr. Jason found me, 'ventually, having BBQ, with some neighbors called the Hamptons. Old girl thought Mr. Jason was joking that I really went to a place called the Hamptons, and she told him, "This is no time for jokes."

Anyways, it's been an exciting week for Fred. Now maybe by this time next week, I'll be munching on treats again!

Oh, happy day!