Hi! Hi hi hi hi hihihihihihihihiihihihihihihiiiiiiii! It's me! It's me! It's me! It's Franklin the Bordernese!
My friend Willy Dunne Wooters is coming to see me tomorrow night. I guess he's coming to see Harper, too, but I know he likes me best.
I make sure Harper knows I'm the favorite and then sometimes we get into kind of an argument.
But I know I'm right. Willy Dunne Wooters loves me so much. He gets down on the floor with me and he kisses me and talks to me. I guess he kisses Mom and talks to her, too, but not on the floor. They sit in chairs and make me sit on the floor. If Willy Dunne Wooters needed to take me someplace, I bet he would carry me just like this:
Mom said she's going to make steaks on the grill, and you know what that means, don't you? Steak bones for Harper and me! We have to chew on them outside, but I don't mind.
Uh-oh. I think I hear Mom coming.
Okay. I love you bye-bye.
Franklin the Bordernese