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Man Recovering After Being Shot by His Dog

By THE ASSOCIATED PRESS
Published: November 24, 2008
Filed at 8:24 p.m. ET

PORTLAND, Ore. (AP) -- A man who was accidentally shot by a 12-gauge shotgun on Saturday after his dog jumped into a boat is recovering. Matthew Marcum's legs and buttocks were injured in the bizarre incident and he was taken to Legacy Emanuel Hospital & Health Center in Portland.

Marcum's father, Henry, said his 23-year-old son was about to tie up an 11-foot open aluminum boat, when his 3-year-old Labrador, Drake, jumped into the boat.

Matthew Marcum said his dog, Drake, is a good dog and he isn't upset with him.
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Dog Drives Van Into St. James Coffee Shop

I heard about this on News 12 this morning. I suspect that the dog could be my sister, Fanny. Fanny loves coffee. She loves apple martinis, too, but that's another post.

Mutts Rule

Fred is very excited by the prospect of a new dog in the White House this January. Like many others, he suggests that the Obama family consider a noble mutt. We make the best dogs!

Perhaps the Obamas could visit Fred's hometown of Pup Washington to make their selection!

Fred Says "Boo"

Last Saturday, our mamas made me and Fanny dress up in silly costumes and walk in the 2nd Annual Unleashed Halloween Pet Parade. Really, it should be called a Dog Parade. It's not as though any cats or gerbils participated.

Anyway, Fanny picked out an angel costume. I had trouble figuring out what I wanted to be, so Mama Lizo picked out this kinda dorky ladybug costume for me, complete with feelers that velcroed (TM) around my head. Mama Carol said, "That costume is a dress. It's for a girl," but Mama Lizo put it on me anyway.

We did have a slight problem. The costume was a bit big for me, so my wee wee ended up inside the costume. When I did my ceremonial pee-on-a-tree, the pee came out the front! I was so embarassed.

We didn't win any prizes, either. Mama Lizo says that if you have more than one dog, the key is to dress with a theme. You know, like one of us could be peanute butter and the other could be jelly. I call PB!

Killer Duboff

According to the terms of our contract, Fanny and I are entitled to at least three walks per day, sometimes more. We have, at minimum, the Morning Constitutional and Neighborhood Sniff, the Afternoon Pull 'n' Poo, and the Evening Stargazing Pee.

On Saturday, Mama Lizo agreed to take us for the early morning walk, mostly 'cause Mama Carol shamed her into it. As we ambled down the front stoop (which is on the side, but whatever), Fanny spied a tiny black froo froo dog in a sweater sniffing near our house.

She ran after the tiny dog.

According to the dog's owner, she bit the stupid little thing.

Mama Lizo was very apologetic and told the froo froo dog's froo froo owner to come see her if there are any vet bills. I tried to make friends with the little furry thing, but it bared its teeth at me.

Fred just wants to be friends.

Fred is Feeling Better

As many of you may know, I had an ear infection. I went to see Dr. Sheila and now I am feeling oh so much better!

Fred has a play mat

Umm, I know it's been a while.

I've been busy. I have a play mat now. My mommies got it for me at Home Depot.

I will post a picture once I figure out how to press the button with my paw.

Love,

Fred