Some stuff has changed here in Dogtown. Mom and I
The next-door neighbors, the ones who liked to talk outside our bedroom window in the middle of the night, moved away. They don't have a For Sale or For Rent Sign in their yard. Another neighbor told us they're just gonna let the house sit there with junk in it. We hope rats don't move in because then they'll want to visit us.
We have a new dog in Dogtown, too, so it's Dogtown more than ever. Some people moved in with their wiener dog one street over. That same another neighbor told us that the man who used to live in the house died, covered up by all his junk. He was a hoarder, Mom said.
It's too bad that some people keep so much stuff in their houses that they don't have room left for them.
Mom says I'm a hoarder when she finds my toys and bones all pushed under the couch. I know exackly how this guy feels:
Mom never lets our house get messy because she has COD. CDO! I dunno, but having too much stuff isn't healthy.
I'm glad Mom keeps our house clean.
That's all I have to say.
Okay I love you bye bye.
Franklin the Bordernese
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