Caught In Action

Barney & Vinnie

Caught in action.  We have fooled all of you and made mom and dad look like liars.  When company comes over Vinnie and I fight terribly.  We rumble like no other.  Bad words are flying and teeth showing.  Mom will always say they get along real well when it's just us.  I don't know why they do this? 
I'll tell you why:  We are bored and want to mess with you.  That's all.  Just a little friendly teeth showing.  Vinnie actually is such a lunatic he has to go on a leash. 
I love it.  So my best buddy Vinnie and I will continue to carry-on and pull practical pranks on all of you.
The only problem is mom captured this picture to tell on us.

-Barney

Freida's Love Story

What is love?

I find love to be easy.  I love my family, friends, music, flowers, and buddy bisquits.

I love my late Birki, and miss him every day.  He was the love of my life.  Each Valentine’s Day  I think of the two of us and feel happy but a bit sad.  When Birki walked on a leash I was right next to him, I never needed a leash when he was there because I never wanted to run or leave him . When he went swimming I swam next to him, when he guarded the house, I was his back-up.   We were truly in love.  I miss him so.
Today I see love in so many different ways.  I see the way the boys will push the food bowl to me, how Vinnie washes my face, Wally talks to me, Barney  plays with me and George is my constant companion.  I am loved and feel so happy.
I see daddy grab moms hand, dance with her in the living room or play countless  hours of Scrabble over small talk.  To me that is love.
I want to wish you all a very Happy Valentine’s Day, it’s not always chocolate and roses but the small things that make your heart swell.

-Freeway Freida Marie

This is for you Birki

Here's Johnny!

I am a puppy on the move.  I can’t understand for the life of me why everyone has a problem with me?
I am sick of the name calling.  Skid Mark, come on I can’t help it that I am white and every VonHoledigger that tries to teach me a lesson puts there red clay paw marks on me or tosses me down the hill.
I am only 3.5 months old.  I am suppose to be annoying.
The parental units are the ones who feed us with old pots and pans the handles just stick out and make me want to grab them and drag them down the hall in the middle of the night.  The noise soothes me, along with the broom, plunger, scrub brushes, and any thing else I can find.
I love glasses, keyboards, toilet paper, shoes, shampoo bottles, cords, underpants, CDS, planters, furniture, vacuums, purses, dirty laundry, clean laundry, keys, plants, flooring, drywall, VonHolediggers, cats, birds, poop, hats, curtains, ponytail holders, wood, milk, beer cans, neighbors, measuring sticks, Scrabble, trimmers, slippers, boxes, dishes, pictures, closets, etc.
I am a lover and want to share my love with anything I can find or destroy.
I am not a naughty puppy.  Oh, that is another name I am called…

-Johnny Hilton