tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25559098.post115013381676662907..comments2023-06-23T01:07:42.467-07:00Comments on Frayed Musings: The Naked Redheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625800809727846180noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25559098.post-1150215432382350372006-06-13T09:17:00.000-07:002006-06-13T09:17:00.000-07:00Message from "Ashes and Pepper" WOOF!! WOOF!!Hey P...Message from <BR/>"Ashes and Pepper" <BR/>WOOF!! WOOF!!<BR/>Hey Pip! Hey Baskin! <BR/>This is Ashes,, oh and Pepper. We live with Tammy our Mom. She told us about you guys and said that we can get on the computer and talk, (as long as we did not get hair in the keys), Anyway I am typing and Pepper is dictating (as she always does).. Pepper said that she hopes Baskins gets better, (so do I) and Pip watch out for those windows! I have run into a couple and it does not feel that great, (but it makes people laugh so sometimes I do it for giggles) <BR/>To let you know where we live. We have a big back yard to play in and also have squirrels to chase about. There is a pool in the back yard (we dont like getting into that though) and Rabbits too!<BR/>Do you guys have anything that you like to chase?? I do mostly the chasing, pepper just sits and watches. (she's getting up in age). Oh.. Pepper says she still looks good for her age (she hasn't looked in the mirror lately).... OUWIE!! HEY STOP THAT PEPPER,,, SHE BITTING MY TAIL,,, PEPPERE!!!!<BR/>GOTTA RUN!!! TALK SOOOOOONNNN!!!Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224834251953159111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25559098.post-1150200962487077012006-06-13T05:16:00.000-07:002006-06-13T05:16:00.000-07:00Hey The Pip,Guess What? I was supposed to get my t...Hey The Pip,<BR/><BR/>Guess What? I was supposed to get my teeth cleaned this Friday and its like surgery or something because they're giving me anesthesia, (and at first I was freaking out because I heard the Commodore say they were "putting me to sleep") so I had to go get some blood taken out of my neck last week ...<BR/><BR/>Well, the results came back and said that something is wrong with my liver, so now instead of getting my teeth cleaned (cause there's puss and stuff on my gums) I now have to get an ultra-sound to have my liver checked!<BR/><BR/>Personally, I don't care one way or the other. I don't mind the vet so much until they start sticking things up my butt. However, my Commodore is all upset and won't leave me alone for a second ... afraid I may go into shock or something. They say I'm toxic, but I don't feel any different.<BR/><BR/>I wonder if this has anything to do with that stuff called Vodka I lapped up off the floor that weekend when all those people the Commodore calls "in-laws" were here? I drank a lot of it. I felt pretty good too, but I had the hardest time getting down the stairs to go outside. I may have bumped my head a time or two on the glass doors that day (and ours are filthy!) So, I peed on the carpet. It's cool though, because I blamed it on that weird new dog that wears clothes and walks on her hind legs. Commodore calls her "The Girl".<BR/><BR/>So my point is, The Pip ... I get to keep the stinky breath!<BR/><BR/>Time for my nap,<BR/>BaskinJ. Randall Hickshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17601812253703108746noreply@blogger.com