May 10, 2018

Dear Terry, it's Leroy. I let my pal Freddie down! He was so scared last night because of the thunderstorm. Even Petey put his head under Mom's pillow. I didn't know there was a storm, I slept through the whole thing! Mom said she came to check on me and I was belly up, ears flapped back, snoring. Fred needed me and I was zonked out! Mom told Dad to keep an eye on Fred today because there's going to be another storm. I'm going to stick to him like glue. In fact, we peed together this morning. Fred always picks the spot, then I go right next to him. Mom calls me Copy Cat. Guess what Dad's been teaching me?! How to play ball! He throws it and I catch it and he yells Bring It Back Leroy! And I bring it back and we do it all over. We use the special squeaky tennis ball he got me. Fred takes a nap when me and Dad play. Oh and Petey Cat let me lick him on the head. I got fur stuck to my tongue and spit it out. I think he was laughing at me so I drooled on him. I'm a good drooler. Fred said atta boy Leroy when I did that. Woof!! I better go see what Dad is doing!

Howls & more Howls, Leroy