HI! Hi hi hi hi hi hihihihihihihihihiiiiiiiiiii! Hi, Every Buddy! It's me it's me it's me it's me it's me me me me meeeeeeeeeeee, Franklin the Bordernese. I'm the bee's knees. I don't know what that means, but some buddy said it to me.
I haven't gotten to write to you for a long time because Mom and Penlapee are always hogging the light-up thing that you live inside. I can't see you, but I know you can see me.
Do you know what this is?
I can't hear your answer, but I bet you know that IT'S A BIG DOGGY BOWL.
I like to drink out of it. Sure, we have doggy bowls in the kitchen. They have nice water in them. But why should I go all the way to the kitchen when this doggy bowl lives right next door to Mom's office, which is where I like to hang out?
The thing I don't get is that when I drink out of the big doggy bowl, Mom gets all pissy and says, Franklin, that is not for you.
Well, if it's not for me, then why is it there? Huh?
I bet Miss Smarty-Pants Mom doesn't have any answer to that.
After she has one of her pissy fits, here's what Mom does to the big doggy bowl:
I betcha I can open that up with my nose––if I feel like it.
And if Mom goes outside or something.
Heh. Heh heh. Heheheheheheheheheheheh. HEH!
Look at me, all innocent:
I'm not doing anything, Mom. Just gonna take a little nap.
Till you're not looking.
Okay I love you bye-bye.