Wordless Wednesday: She and Him

Nine Years Old!

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

It is my birthday! Old Girl and Mr. Jason are keeping it low-key this year, but I'm still pumped about my present: a giant plastic bottle and some extra treats.

Those bottles are my favorite things right now, and treats are always delicious.

I figure some of you might also want to know How Everything Is Going in terms of New Girl.

Right now, she is half my size but twice as loud. Boy, can she cry! Mostly when she is hungry, which I understand. But I still get Very Concerned about that crying.

So far, I have been successful at shredding two diapers, licking her toes, and being really good about "saying hello" to the baby (which mostly means don't lick her toes or crowd her space).

Old Girl has several pictures of us, so I will try to get those posted soon. (Old Girl, of course, is slower than ever.)

I haven't been around to your blogs either, but I will try to get back to reading soon. I was so sad to hear, though, that my friend Maggie crossed over the bridge. She and Mitch were among my first friends here in blog land, so they are very special!

And her mom made a beautiful hat for New Girl! We can't wait for her to wear it.

Hope you all get an extra treat in celebration of nine years today.

Baby Sister is Here!

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

My Baby Sister is here!!!

Her name is Catherine, but I haven't decided what I will call her yet. Perhaps...Baby Sister.

Mr. Jason brought me her hat to smell, and I liked that. I also really miss my Old Girl! Come home soon with my Baby Sister and more things of hers to smell!!!

Fred Goes to the Nursery

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

I was going to post this as a Wordless Wednesday, but I wanted to say something about it.

Old Girl and Mr. Jason got this rug for my baby sister's nursery, and I'm a little concerned that it is Bichon fur (a la 101 Dalmatians). It looks JUST LIKE MINE. I hope no Bichons were harmed in the making of this rug.


In other news, I have trotted off several times with that little doll behind me, but Old Girl says it is my baby sister's.

I want that little doll.

Wordy Wednesday

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

Old Girl has been pretty terrible about taking pictures (and, let's be honest, terrible about pretty much everything) lately, but today she did two good things:

-cleaned up my email inbox
-caught up with my Twitter followers (I need to be on that fun place more often, I think!)

She also found these two articles that we meant to share with you a long time ago...

This one is about a puppy who knows more than 1,000 words. I know at least that many, I'm pretty sure.

And this one talks about how having a Fred gets you ready to have a Baby Sister.

About that, Baby Sister and I both have seats in the backseat of the car now. I'm not sure yet how much I like mine, but I do enjoy the treats that always mysteriously appear in there.

Anyways, she is due to arrive "any day now," so I will let you know what she smells like as soon as I can.

Chair swapping

Hello again. It's me...Fred.

Happy 2012! Do you have any new year's resolutions? I resolve to get cuter and eat more Greenies. Those are easy!

In other news from our house, Old Girl has been sleeping in different places lately. She says my baby sister makes her uncomfortable, but I say "LAZY!"

Anyways. She stole my blue chair the other night, so I stole hers right back.

Merry Christmas!

Hello again. It's me...Santa Paws...I mean, Fred.


We really enjoyed seeing your Christmas pictures and getting your cards this year, even though Old Girl was LAZY and didn't send out any of us!

Nevertheless, we wanted to wish you all a happy holiday season.

Here is a picture of me with my stocking this morning.


I "opened" it a bit early this morning (here, "opened" means tearing into it and stealing my treats), and Santa Paws brought me Greenies, treats, a Bichon ornament, a Frosty Paws, and the promise to get me a Kong if I will give it a fair shake this time and not pee-pee on it.

How is your day going, pals?!