"Meat" Loaf

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

"Meatloaf, shmeatloaf, double beatloaf. I hate meatloaf!"


Well, unlike this crazy little kid in this movie my Old Girl likes...I LOVES meatloaf!

So does my Mr. Jason, so, lucky for us, Old Girl makes that meatloaf stuff fairly regularly.



Only, not so lucky for Mr. Jason because here is a problem.

Old Girl...she don't like to eat cows...so she has been 'spearminting with making meatloaf out of chickens and turkeys, which she do not mind eating. (I don't understand how her mind works sometimes.)




Anyways, so she has made this stuff called "chickloaf" and "Messi-can meatloaf" and "breadloaf" and all kinds of stuff, and, heehee, Mr. Jason don't like none of that!

So, guess what?

Fred gets lots and lots of bites of that dee-licious stuffs!

I knows what I is having for dinner all week long!

Helpful Texas Info

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

I has been doing my research on the World Wide Web, and I has found all sorts of links to nice peoples in Texas! Here is some information...

If you needs to go to the doctor...

If you is looking for a puppy...

If you is still looking for a puppy...

Now, I just need to find somebody who can fix me hair because it is getting long! And I needs a bath, Old Girl!

Noche

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

I has got some complainin' to do here on the World Wide Web.

Well...you know how I told you all that we is living in the poor house now (heehee). That's because we can't live at the school where Mr. Jason is studying. And that's because they don't allow Freds (or other puppies or kitties or maybe even fish) there!

Can you believe that? Because I didn't at first, but it really is true!

But there is just one exception.

And his name is Noche.

Noche lives with the Pressy-dent of this school, so he can stay right here amongst the peoples. And he can go into the buildings and even go to the coffee shop where I think my Old Girl lives sometimes.

Now I likes Noche very much. He real friendly-like. I has nothing against him.

I just wish this school were more ee-gal-i-tarian. That is a big word, I know. But big issues calls for big words. Ee-gal-i-tarian is not like a veggie-tarian. It just means equal. And I think things should be equal.

For all puppies. And kitties. And even hamsters.

So, this is my official World Wide petition to Mr. Noche and his daddy the Pressy-dent.

Please welcome your four-legged, fluffy friends! (So I can move out of the poor house.)