March 17, 2015

Dear Terry, This is me in the park today! Mom's with me but you can't see her because she's taking the picture. Dad's with me too but you can't see him either because he's in the car staying warm. Petey's not with us because he's a Cat. This is my favorite tree. It starts out the beginning of my favorite trail. Sometimes I pee on it to let everyone know I was there. Me and Mom tromped all through the mud and then we practiced how to find Dad. Mom made me go pretty far into the woods and we couldn't see the car. I don't like to leave Dad. Mom whispered to me, Fred, Where's your Dad? And I knew just what to do!  And I turned right around and me and Mom ran back through the mud to get to Dad in the car. You might be wondering why Mom whispered. We practice that too. It's like our secret way of doing things. Mom says something real quiet so only I can hear it. And then I know it's real important to listen to whatever she says. Dad always says me and Mom have our own language and he's right! We do! I love my Mom.

Love and Woofs, FredDog