FRANKLIN FRIDAY: DOWNTOWN BLABBY

Note from Janie: I apologize for being an absentee landlord. I didn't feel well yesterday, and today I'm super busy. I watched Downton Abbey yesterday, and I feel comfortable with re-publishing Franklin's post. I'll try to get to MOVIE WEEKEND tomorrow. Thanks!

Hi! Hi hi hi hi hihihihihihihihiihihihihihihiiiiiiii! It's me! It's me! It's me! It's Franklin the Bordernese!

I can't believe how long it's been since I got to write a post. It was back before Kissmas. Mom has been keeping the laptop all to herself, but right now she's watching Downtown Blabby. After she's done watching – and believe me, we aren't allowed to talk while she's watching – then she talks on her phone to somebody and they fuss about a merry lady who's sad (I know: It doesn't even make sense) and they go on and on about stuff the douger counter said because she's so funny and they say they still miss lady syllable.

Whatever.

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.