Friday, November 8, 2013

FRANKLIN FRIDAY: WOOT WOOT WOOTERS

Hi hi hi hihihihihihihihihihihihi     HI Every Buddy! It's me! Franklin the Bordernese. I love to please.


Dang, I'm cute. I have such soulful brown eyes. Mom says so.

I wanna tell you what happened last Saturday. Mom and my friend Willy Dunne Wooters were going out to lunch. Why I wasn't invited, I dunno.

Do you remember Willy Dunne Wooters? I do.


I had to block out Mom's face because this mushy stuff between them is going too far. Some nights Harper can't even get in the bed because Willy Dunne Wooters takes his place.

Oops! I guess I wasn't supposed to say that, but it's true!

Before they left, Mom called me and Harper into the house. She doesn't leave us out in the yard when she's gone. We could get up to all sorts of mischief, especially Harper who is an escape artist and always talks me into going on adventures with him. I don't really want adventures. I want to stay home.

So me and Harper went in the house and Mom closed the back door and locked it. Then she wandered around the house looking for Willy Dunne Wooters to tell him it was time to go. She couldn't find him, and she kept calling, WILLY! WILLY!

She couldn't find him anywhere.

That's because he was in the backyard with us, looking behind the garage. Mom locked him in the backyard! *snicker snort*

I coulda told her where he was, but they didn't invite me to lunch so I didn't tell. Finally Mom went down the hall through the laundry room, and there was Willy Dunne Wooters peering in the window at the back door.


He didn't knock or call out to me or Mom or Harper. He just stood there and looked in the window, locked out in the backyard.

*snicker snort*

Mom let him in and told him how she'd been searching for him. Then there was some mushy love stuff and they finally went out to lunch. They didn't even bring me anything.

But me and Willy Dunne Wooters had fun watching college football again. We winned this time.

Well, that's all I have to say for this week. Keep your nose clean and your pants dry.

I dunno where I heard that.


Okay I love you bye bye.


Franklin the Bordernese



He always tries to have the last word. But not this time.

Woof!

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    1. I don't hafta to be jealous. I live here all the time. Willy Dunne Wooters is a guest.

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  2. Hey Franklin, so is Willy's favorite team?

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  3. It's easy to see why both you & your mom like him!!

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    1. Sometimes Willy Dunne Wooters gets down on the floor to hug me. He stands up to hug Mom. We like hugging.

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  4. Oh, Franklin, you made my head spin. I'm sure glad my Samson tells simpler stories. But tell me something, between you and me, what happened to that other guy, oh, wow, I forgot his name, I really did, the one your mom was so crazy about? The one in the pirate movies....

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    1. He got a new job and went away. Willy Dunne Wooters is staying.

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  5. Oh, Franklin, that will teach them not to take you to lunch (and Harper!). Did you laugh a little? And Franklin, Tyson and Max, the two new babies in our house said they are going to put up a picture of themselves on my next blog post. I hope you get to see them!

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    1. I didn't laugh a little. I laughed A LOT! I'll tell Mom to show me the picture. Thanks, Mrs. Shelly.

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  6. Franklin has seen too much. I bet he's heard a lot too. I bet he'll fill in the details or the blanks when he's ready.

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    1. Mrs. Peaches, it's too embarrassing. woof

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  7. Franklin, what would his family do without you?

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    1. Every buddy loves me. I can't believe I used to live outside by myself.

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  8. Franklin, you are such a sweet thing. Love your post!

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  9. Now Franklin, don't you be telling any of your mama's secrets. That isn't nice, but I've got an idea for you. Tell her you'll keep quiet AND be extra nice to that Willy dude if she takes you to the beach for a walk sometime. (I think SHE'D really enjoy it, too.)

    Happy weekend!

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  10. I would report your mama to the humane society :)

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    1. But Mr. Rick, what if they took me away from Mom? It would kill her.

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  11. Don't worry. You wouldn't have liked to go to lunch, anyways. they won't let dogs sit at the table. ;)

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  12. LOL! Oh my, it's a doggie-dog world, isn't it? (*raises hand* First time visitor here.)

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    1. Woof! Slobber! We hope you'll visit again.

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  13. Happy Monday Franklin! I hope you kept your nose dry and your pants clean! Wait. Strike that. Reverse it.

    We're good...

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    1. My nose is supposed to be wet so I can leave doggie frosting on the windows.

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  14. Well, well, I need to get around the blogs more often -- I nearly missed this Willy Wooters fella. Thanks for keeping me up to speed, Franklin! It was a very funny story. *snicker snort*

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    1. Willy Dunne Wooters is a good friend to dogs. Most of the time.

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  15. That stinks they didn't bring you anything. Woof. :) Happy Monday!

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  16. Aw, Franklin ... I think you got your feelings hurt. I think your Mom and Willy Dunne Wooters still love you and Harper.

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