Hi Everybody! Mom is letting me blog today. Yeah, me. Franklin. I'm wagging my tail at you and kissing the screen in front of me. Can you feel my kisses? I know I slobber some.
Mom is the bitch in our dog pack (I learned from Samson that that's the word for girl dogs). We're all boys except for Mom.
Besides me, there's Scout:
And Harper, who is my best friend:
And, of course, we have Mom:
But the problem is that lately she's grouchy. Last week we were getting ready to go for a walk. I was excited like always when she got the lead out of the closet. I started wiggling around and wagging my whole butt really hard. My butt was just following my tail.
Mom got mad and stomped her foot on the floor and yelled at me: Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!
Like I didn't hear her the first time.
I was so scared I peed a little bit. Mom never yells at us.
I think it must be the mental paws. Mom said she was sorry, but we want the mental paws to go away. And fast! As fast as Harper runs when he catches a bird.
I'm tired now so I guess I'll take a nap.
Thanks for reading my new blog! Oh. Mom says it's still hers. She's kind of a selfish bitch.
Bye Samson! Bye Gracie! Bye Alex's chihuahuas! Bye Beau!
I hope I didn't forget anybuddy.
Love and kisses,
Frankie Big Paws