GRANDMA CAME OVER LAST NIGHT AND GAVE CUBBY A BATH, SHE WAS WAITING FOR ME TO TAKE A PICTURE, SHE DIDN'T KNOW THAT I WAS RECORDING. CUB SAYS A COUPLE OF WORDS, HOPEFULLY YOU WILL BE ABLE TO HEAR.
Everyone, this is Fritz. 2 weeks after Winston's passing, Fritz was adopted from the animal shelter. We really don't know his name, but the fam decided on Fritz. It was either that or Terd Ferguson or Juan Carlos. I was partial to Juan Carlos. Frits is a cheeseball. He likes to beg for food and sleep under blankets. He also likes to pose for pictures.
We are a family that likes:
to talk about business at the dinner table, any type of competative event where there is a WINNER and a LOSER, being socially unacceptable, March Madness, Wingers Restaurant, The Church, spoiling grand daughters and nieces, spending good quality time with each other, and laughing until we wet ourselves...