July 1, 2015

Dear Terry, The Bad Day is coming. People are already practicing for it. You know, Fireworks Day. Mom promised me I would not be alone when that day comes. She said I will have my special no scary shirt on, and she will be right by my side. No repeats of the year I dug a hole in the carpet, threw up and pooped. At least I hope not. I don't know why Mom like this holiday so much. It's really scary. Dad said don't worry Fred! I will make sure we have lots of Snacks to eat from the grill and things will be OK! I sure hope so. Woof!

Barks and Wags, FredDog