My mom has gone Basset crazy!

I think the mom has lost it, people. She's gone plumb basset crazy! First, it was Raymond Snootybritches coming to live with us. You'd think that would be good enough, wouldn't you? But NOOOOO, here she comes with this foster gal. Martina. She's a pretty good girl, though, I have to admit. She loves to run and play with me, and I had really missed that. Raymond is too snooty to play with anybody. Or so I thought...

We'd no more than gotten Martina the foster (HAHAHA) in here, than our local humane society (where I came from!) called the mom and said they had a basset for her. Well, my eyes almost popped out of my head! In she came with another one--a dark, tri-colored boy named Buford. Buford the Grouch. Buford gets nervous. When he gets nervous, he wants to snap at us. Raymond the Snoot taught him a lesson, though--he snapped at Raymond, and Raymond got into this big fight with Buford and tore Buford's ear up. Made the mom really mad at Raymond, who is her precious baby boy. I couldn't believe it!

But Buford is settling down and playing with Martina and me. So I guess he may be okay. But Raymond decided that HE was going to try to play with all of us! After all this time, I think the old stick may be trying to unwind a little. Hey, that's a scary thought...We get him back for all his snobby behavior, though--we can all run faster than he can! BWAHAHAHA, so he has to chase and chase us...

Well, I will update more later, nap time....most important thing, except for FOOD!

I have a new brother

Well, the Mom went and did it. She brought another brother home for me. His name is Raymond. Mom went all the way to Birmingham, Alabama to get him. Of course, I got left at home. Sigh. Raymond thinks he's better than the rest of us. He just got here last night, so I will have to let you know more about him when I get him trained. I did talk him into snatching a sandwich and part of a loaf of bread off the kitchen table last night, so he might have possibilities. But for the most part, he just follows Mom around with those baggy eyes and looks like he's about to burst into tears. He won't even help me chase the evil hobbit chihuahua Mom gave to my sister. Well, we shall see! Love, Fred

I lost my brother, Copper

This has been a very sad weekend for us. My brother, Copper, died in the hospital Friday. He couldn't get rid of that pneumonia. My mommy has cried and cried. Copper was very special to her, since she rescued him and got him all fattened up and feeling better. My daddy said he owed the vet a gazillion bones for all Copper's doctor bills, and it hurts to see Mom cry about all of it. I am doing my best to love them and stay really close to them. I haven't eaten one thing off the table or the kitchen counter, either. I'm being a good, good girl. My mommy put her arms around me and told me about Copper. She hadn't been spending a lot of time with me, and I was mad at her, but now I see why she was otherwise-occupied. Boy, do I feel like a dumb dog. Mommy said I will see Copper one day when I cross the Rainbow Bridge, but I miss him now. I have nobody to howl with. It's very sad. Love, Fred

I didn't mean it, Copper and Mom!

I am sorry I said I was mad at my mom. Now Copper has pneumonia, and is very, very sick. I feel just terrible for being jealous. I want him to get better and come home, because all mommy does is cry. I'll let him have all the lovings if he'll just get well. I'm a bad sister. A chastened Fredder.

Copper had his heartworm treatment, and I'm mad at Mom!

Copper had his heartworm treatments, and I know it has made him pretty sick. He's so grouchy! If I bump him or brush against him, he SCREAMS! But since he came home from the hospital, my mother has IGNORED me! She spends all her time with Copper. If I try to horn in on the loving, she tells me to go lay down, I'll hurt Copper! Hurts my feelings, I can tell you. Well, she did sit down with me today and explained that things would get back to normal when Copper feels better, but I'm still mad. I was here first! She says I am just jealous, and I need to "knock it off." I hope Copper gets better soon, I really do. For his sake, and mine!
Love, Fred

I Got Caught!

I tried to talk mom out of posting the picture of me, looking guilty because I was trying really hard to get that bowl of leftover chili from the sink. Really, Mother, you shouldn't tell everybody when I'm bad! She wasn't too mad, though. You should see the little kitty she found and brought home for Copper and me. Oh, you can see her, Mom put a picture of us bathing her! She was kind of torn up when Mom found her, because she had been fighting another cat or dog, and her ear was bleeding. Copper and I cleaned her up, though. So she was a little drippy, so what? She got better in a hurry--all that healing drool, you know!

I wish all of you had a Mom as sweet as mine, though. She makes us cookies, just like we were the other kids she has! And, boy, are they ever good! She has a nephew I just love, who is two years old. He eats our cookies, too. He likes puppy cookies! I just don't understand why Mom gets so upset when he gets a milk bone, though. She doesn't cook those, but if they're good enough for us........! Love and Kisses, from Fred

I'm Tops in My House

I came to live with my Mom and Dad from the humane society. I had been picked up by Animal Control after somebody shot me. I have scars on my front legs! I was only about seven months old when Mom saw me. I batted my eyelashes at her, and she couldn't resist me! I live with Mom and Dad, my human brother, Paul, my human sisters April and Shelby, and my Basset brother Copper. My little sister Akasha is a Siamese cat, but she loves me SOOOO much. She washes my face all the time (even when I don't want her to!)

I love my family. I am the top dog here!