HI! HI! Hi Hi Hi Hi Hi! It's me me me me me me me, Franklin the Bordernese, and I'm with my sister Penla who Pees! Hahahahaha! That's not really her name, but I made a funny so I laugh.
Penlapee and me wanna talk to you today because we have something we want, and we don't always get it.
We have this Human Brother. Mom calls him Favorite Young Man. It's okay if Mom goes outside with us during the day when we potty, but before we go to bed at night, we want Human Brother to take us out. Sometimes he's not here at bedtime. Sometimes he's asleep. He should be here for us every night.
Mom doesn't understand about us wanting Human Brother. She says there's no reason we can't go out with her.
Here's why we want Human Brother:
Penelope––I am so sick of Franklin spelling my name wrong that I could spit. Human Brother knows that my name is Penelope and not Penlapee, and he's not afraid to tell Franklin that he's wrong. Mom Mom laughs when Franklin calls me Penlapee. I'm sick of it. Sick, I tell you. Human Brother is at work during the day, but sometimes he's here at night. I wish to take advantage of that time frame; therefore, he should be here every night.
Franklin––Human Brother is tall. He is so tall. He can see over all the fences so he will warn us if monsters come out of the dark.
Penelope––Human Brother is very nice to me. He pays attention to me all the time when he's at our house, unlike Mom Mom who goes off to get sloshed on margaritas.
Franklin––Human Brother is kind of stinky. He takes showers, but he gets stinky again right away. I love the way he stinks. I could sniff his butt forever.
Penelope––Human Brother is strong. He's the strongest person I've ever seen. He is strong enough to take care of us if something scary happens out in the dark while Mom Mom is sloshed on margaritas.
Franklin––Last year we had a hurricane named Matthew, who is Fishducky's son. Matthew made the wind blow hard. Matthew made the rain fall for hours. Human Brother stayed with us the whole time that Fishducky's son was here. Human Brother protected us from Matthew.
Penelope––Mom Mom is drunk all the time. We are safe with Human Brother.
It's up to me, Franklin the Bordernese, to finish up here. I think you understand now why we want Human Brother when it's dark and scary outside. But that stuff Penlapee says about Mom, who is not named Mom Mom, being drunk? It's not true. And my sister's name really is Penlapee. Okay I love you bye bye.
I'm not letting that dog have the last word. It is I, Penelope. That is all.
I hope Franklin and Penlapee/Penelope usually get along better than they did in this post.
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: We get along fine if Penlapee shuts her kibble hole.
DeletePenelope could make me jealous I'm not 40 years younger.
ReplyDeletePenelope says: I am quite beautiful.
DeleteOn behalf of my son I'd like to apologize for the hurricane!!
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: We forgive him, Mrs. Ducky.
DeleteFunny post! I enjoyed reading it!
ReplyDeletePenelope says: I can be quite amusing.
DeleteThis is so funny - and we can certainly tell their personalities from their writing!
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: Oh, yeah. We have very different personalities. Mine is pleasant. I'm not saying nothin' else about Penlapee.
DeleteI think Mom Mom maybe misses your human brother, too. ;)
ReplyDeletePenelope says: Mom Mom is perfectly happy with me. She doesn't need anyone else.
DeleteLove love love this.
ReplyDeleteFranklin you are all knowing and the last photo of your is fabulous.
As for Penelope you are so beautiful. Is Mom Mom really sloshing down Margarites ? that could be bad for everyone.
thehamish sends woofs !
cheers, parsnip
Franklin says: Penlapee makes up all that stuff about Mom, whose name is Mom and not Mom Mom. Penlapee's not too smart.
DeleteFoz wants to hang out with both of you and both of your humans!
ReplyDeletePenelope says: You are welcome to visit us in our humble abode, Foz. We will not subject you to the horrors of dressing up in costumes.
DeleteWell, who could blame them? Well, except for that "butt" thing, though.
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: I don't think Human Brother cares if I sniff his butt a bit, but you should hear the noise Mom makes when I put my nose under her nightgown. She also complains if I lift up her skirt. What a grouch.
DeleteIr would seem that these pooches need their own blogs.
ReplyDeleteIr would.
DeleteGood doggies...
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: Yes, we is.
DeleteFranklin and Penelope, you made me smile and laugh. Maybe next time when Human Brother is in bed, you should go into his room and wake him. How dare he sleep when you need him. :)
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend you two!
Penelope says: Once I got in bed with him and sat right next to his head. He paid no attention to me whatsoever.
DeleteLove the story of 'Penlapee' and Franklin. Thanks for the much-needed laugh! P.S. Margaritas are delicious. ☺
ReplyDeleteFranklin says: They might be delicious, but Penlapee is making it up when she says Mom drinks them.
DeleteI'll have an extra one for Mom. Cheers! ☺
DeleteCheers, Debbie the Doglady!
DeleteHA! Hilarious. Very talented dogs. You should have your own show. :)
ReplyDeleteY'all have a super weekend.
Penelope says: We do have our own show. We perform for Mom Mom and Human Brother every time we go outside.
DeleteHuman brother seems to be well-loved by your furry friends!
ReplyDeleteWe're all pretty fond of him.
DeleteLove love love these posts from these two characters. And spilling the beans on mom mom's margarita problem. Not nice. But funny :)
ReplyDeletePenelope says: Franklin claims that Mom Mom doesn't drink, but I know better. I recognize a margarita and a toasted mom when I see them. I am much more observant and intelligent than Franklin.
DeleteOh, what a pair! Easy to tell who's the intellectual in that duo, eh? Can I come over and drink margaritas too?
ReplyDeleteOf course you can, but I don't think you'll like the heat and the humidity.
DeleteToo funny! I loved the story of Franklin and Penlapee. My brother still gives me grief over my first name "Myrtle," so I can sympathize with Penelope! I like margaritas too, Mom!
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