Monday, June 29, 2009

Cat crap count down

This is my friend Woodie. Woodie owns a grrreat store. I love to go there. He sells hunting and fishing stuff that Dad likes. He also sells stuff that I like. He has the very bestest smoked bones ever. I always stop there when we go on Rt. 8 just before Franklin, PA. It is about the only thing good about being forced to going to Sarge's house. Well, maybe the ONLY good thing. I always make mom buy bones for me. Then I visit with Woodie. UNLESS he is too busy doing his work in his office.
I am really dreading this thing. I still hope that FawnTell will babysit me instead.
I just don't know why she has not said that she would let me stay with her. I thought she was my friend. I have always been very much nice to her. Why Oh Why is she being so mean to me???? I am thinking it can't possibly be FawnTell. It MUST be that awful Grinch Guy Jim who is just doing this to be (typically) mean to a poor little defenseless dachshund.
If there is anyone out there who can use the telephone (not like me) PLEASE call FawnTell and beg her to keep me. Help me PLEASE.


Ruby and Penny said...

Hi Frankie
Don't you think you would miss your mom.
We wish you could come & stay with us.
Love Ruby & Penny
Pees - We think Maverick is cool.

Khyra The Siberian Husky And Sometimes Her Mom said...

Pawsylvania is a nice place!