Me! FredDog

Me! FredDog
January 27, 2015

Dear Terry, I'm not so sure about this Kitten Petey. He gets into everything. EVERYTHING. He's even up on the desk helping Mom type. I bark at him a lot and get in trouble a lot. He's always talking about something. I'm kindof worried about getting close to him because something always seems to happen to me. The gate gets pushed over on me, I get clawed in the face, I get in trouble and Kitten Petey gets picked up and petted. Hummph. Mom says give it time Freddie and relax. Things will be OK. Mom's always right but I think she might be wrong about this. It's all fun and games until the dog loses an eye or two!

Barks and Wags, Fred Dog

P.S. I'm Kitten Petey. I can't hold still for very long. That Dog is realy wound up. I'm only a kitten but I can tell a loon when I see one. Wonder if he would ever want to play?  ROARRRRRR! Petey.


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