Home Cookin'

I'm Fred and I like home cooking.

Sadly, the supply of Mama Lizo's home cooked chicken and rice has dried up.

Fanny and I are thinking of circulating a petition to restore the home cooking.

Okay, it was Fanny's idea.

Fanny is on the mend

I'm Fred and I have a sick family member.

My sister Fanny hasn't been feeling well. We're not sure if it's from the lamb chop bone she scarfed down on Friday or something she ate in the park. Mama Lizo took her to the nice lady vet yesterday - I went along for the ride, too. I love the car. The nice lady vet put a thermometer in Fanny's butt and took x-rays and gave Fanny two shots - one shot to help her stop pooping and throwing up and one shot of an antibiosomething (I'm not clear on this). She also took some of Fanny's blood for some tests, and gave Mama Lizo some pills for Fanny to take for a few days.

Last night, all Fanny could have were ice cubes. Mama Lizo also cooked up some lovely roast chicken and rice, which she and Mama Carol are only giving to Fanny. I don't see why I can't have some. I mean, the special Beneful stews I'm getting as a consolation prize are okay and all, but I love chicken and rice.

That picture on the right isn't Fanny, BTW, but it sort of looks like her. Fanny is bigger.

Well, I'm glad that Fanny is on the mend.

Mabel

I'm Fred, and I'm scared of tiny kittens.

This is the newest, most temporary addition to our family. Her name is Mabel. She was found on a subway platform. Why must we take her in? She's tiny and fuzzy and meowy.

Well, okay, this isn't actually a picture of Mabel, but it looks an awful lot like her. There are lots of pictures of yucky little kittens on the Web.

Mama Lizo, please don't do this to me. Please bring home one of those new Benefit gourmet meals to help offset the shock.

An Online Degree for Fred?

Dude, someone commented to my blog and invited me to pursue an online degree. I know I'm getting pretty good with the crayons and I can even write my name, kind of, but I'm not sure I'm ready for a PhD.

I'm Fred, and I'm modest.

Fanny, on the other hand....

Happy to Be Home

Hello, I'm Fred and I'm a homebody.

I am soooo happy to finally be home in our beautiful, freshly painted pre-war apartment. I have my water bowl and my bed and my bully stix and my soap operas.

Please don't make me go to Dog Camp again, Mom.

Love,

Freddy D

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

I love you, Mama Carol. I hope you have the very happiest of birthdays tomorrow. And if you can't finish all the food at your birthday dinner, don't worry - I'll be waiting at home to help you!

From one Spring Baby to Another,
Your Freddie

New member of our family

His name is Joseph Barry. I haven't had a chance to get in a sniff yet.

I love you, Mom

Love,

Your Fred

Fred is Thoughtful

I'm not sure that Mama Carol reads my blog. That makes me a little sad. Sniff, Fred

CHICKEN!!!

It's chicken night, dudes. I'm psyched. Ciao, Frederico

I'm too sexy for my ears

Look at me - I'm such a handsome boy! Much better looking than Catherine Zeta Pug, I might add.

Love,

Fred

Olives

Last night, Mama Lizo dropped an olive on the floor and I picked it up. It was one of those little green ones with the red stuff inside. First, I wasn't sure what to do with it, but she encouraged me to try it.

Fanny didn't get an olive.

I think I like olives.

Keeping Hope Alive

It's been four days. Catherine Zeta Pug is still away on business. I am hopeful that she will never return.

Stretched out on the bed, I remain

F. Carter Duboff
Hound Extraordinaire

Grrr

I hate Catherine Zeta Pug.

Maria Ferdinand Carolina

Fred here. We have a new addition to our family and I'm not sure how I feel about it. His name is Maria Ferdinand Carolina, but mom just calls him Ferdinand. He is a goldfish. You'd think a slimy little fish couldn't possibly compete with a furry, loveable dog, but mom seems to like him a lot. Luckily, she's decided to keep him at work, so I won't have to look at his bulging fishy eyes or hear her cooing at him. Blah.

My Friend Peanut

I know, I know...it's been a while since I posted to my blawg. Well, I think this blawg is quite an accomplishment for a dog of very little brain and no opposable thumbs!

So, my friend Peanut the Pug was on Pet Star last night. Peanut did a great job of training his owner, Larry, and did a bunch of neat tricks, but unfortunately they did not win. That honor went to a "singing" bird and her trainer. My moms are convinced that the witch is a ventriloquist.

I really enjoy kicking back with a bully stick,a bowl of water, and perhaps my stuffed cat and just enjoying Animal Planet. It's a great way to relax after a hard day of being Fred.

Peace out - Fred

Fredilicious Fridays

Hey there. I'm Fred, and I like Fridays. My mommies are going to the zoo tomorrow. Did you hear that they have a new tiger thing at the zoo?

Fred's Politics

Hey there. I'm Fred, and I'm politically savvy. Are you watching the last debate right now? I am. I recommend that you check out the issues that matter to those in our inner circle:

Billionaires for Bush - My billionaire name is Rich N. Gettenrichafast. What's yours?

GeorgeW.Bush.org - All the latest news from the Bush campaign.

Can someone help me get down from the couch? I'm scared.

Fred here

Hey there. I'm Fred, and I have two mommies. One mommy knows everything about insurance, the history of the English monarchy, and the Mets, while my other mommy provides sound advice about fashion and books.

We're still trying to find a focus for my dlog (a dog's blog - get it?), but it is sure to be eclectic.

More later. Peace out.