February 10, 2014

Dear Terry, We had a visitor today! Mom said she was a nurse for Dad. I wasn't allowed to help. I was really good in the bedroom while she worked on Dad's foot. I stopped barking because I could hear the lady talking to Dad. She sounded nice, but I'm the one who is supposed to take care of Dad. Mom said sometimes dog spit not good for everything, like Dad's foot. I think Mom might be wrong on this but I listened to her anyways. I was allowed to see Dad once the nice lady left. I charged out of the bedroom and right to Dad. I inspected everything that lady did. She had changed the bandages. Humph. If I had a thumb I could do that. No one can take care of Dad better than me but she did a good job I guess. I sat with Dad all day long to make sure he was OK. That's one of the jobs I have. Make sure Dad is always OK. Mom said I did a good job today! I hope Dad's foot gets better soon!

Love and woofs, Fred Dog