Chinese New Year

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

My Mr. Jason has been teaching Fred all kinds of things lately.

Firstly, he teaching Fred how to be a TV star! Actually, I think he just trying to capture me on video, so I can win him some prize money on that Funny Video station.

Anyways, he also been teaching Fred about the Year of the Puppy.

Apparently, in some country far far away called China, they have different kinds of years than we do! Now I think this is an excellent idea, but I might be a little selfish and want every year to be the Year of the Puppy!

Anyways, I dug around a little bit on the World Wide Web (another thing Mr. Jason been teaching Fred) and found a neat-o book about it.

So, Happy New Year!

Love. Angel. Music. Baby Fred.

If Old Girl was a rich girl...
lalalalalalalalalalala
Well, Fred would have all the Greenies in the world...
If Old Girl was a wealthy girl...

I likes that song by Gwen somebody.

I also like that song by Tom somebody...Free Fallin', but I like to sing it like this:

He's a good boy.
Loves his mama.
Mister Jason and his Grandpa too.
He's a good boy.
He's crazy about Greenies.
Loves kitty cats
And other puppies too.
'Cause he's Fred.
He's Baby Fred.
He's Fred.
He's Baby Fred.
It's a long day, living in Tuscaloosa.
When Old Girl and Mister Jason go to work.
And I'm a bad boy
When I don't poop on my papers.
I'm a bad boy when I pee-pee in the floor.
But I'm Fred.
I'm Baby Fred.
Yeah I'm Fred.
I'm Baby Fred.

Now, see, I can fit into ANY song!

Also, I saw an interesting show on the telly-vision today.

That little girl from the Cosby show now has her own tv show, which I want one of those shows, too. It's the next step after my blog.

Anyways, that little girl, she had a pink Bichon on there this morning! (Well, it wasn't on roller skates like in the picture, but I couldn't even find a picture of this!)

It was scaree-bee-yoo-tee-ful. But after that show, Old Girl got a funny look in her eye, kind of like when she crayoned her own hair red! I hope she don't get any idees with Fred! Cause I'm not sure about it.

I think I look more like a Love. Angel. Music. Baby Fred. if I is white!

Fun time with Mr. Jason

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

This week I been staying with my Mr. Jason. He is off work on something called a vacation.

I don't know about the latest trends.

Well, we has been having fun, taking little naps and walks together. He real nice to Fred.

But this morning, I was real mad at my Old Girl when she left for work, on account of her dropping butter right on Fred's head last night (and you know how I feel about butter).

I don't know what made me do it, but I decided to take out my frustrations on Mr. Jason.

First, I upchucked right after Old Girl went to work. Then I ran downstairs and pooped behind the couch, right next to Mr. Jason's shoes. Then I waked him up early, so we could have some more fun!

Oh, but he did not look happy to Fred. I hopes I has not damaged our ree-lationship.

Anyways, I heard him talking on the telly-phone to Old Girl this morning, telling her that tomorrow, she going to have to lock Fred out of the living room when she goes to work.

So now I'm STILL mad at my old girl!

More to come on this issue, I'm sure.