October 17, 2015

Dear Terry, Guess what me and Petey have been doing? Playing! Well I play, he tries to figure out what I'm doing. No one has lost any eyes. Last night, I even licked him on the head some so he would know that I was only playing. Mom said, Fred are you being nice or are you tasting testing??? Petey started being mean though last night. Mom said he had enough of Fred Play. First he laid down in My Spot on the couch. I chased him out of there. Then he went to my Other Spot on the couch right next to Mom. I really didn't like that. He was doing it on purpose. I could tell. When I tried to chase him out of there he sat up reallllly talll and reached out and slowly swiped at my nose. I jumped back at least 10 feet. WHEW! He didn't have his claws out. Mom said that was a warning. Petey wasn't hissing or growling. But I got the message, Tall Petey means get away doggie! I wonder how he can make himself so tall like that. I wish sometimes I was tall. I could reach things on the counter. Or maybe see outside better. Mom says I'm just the right size and don't worry about it because cats have special powers like that. Oh and guess what else?? I saw snow today out the front window and I barked and barked at it. I don't know why I bark when it snows but I do.

Barks and Wags, FredDog!