Yay! I'm ba-ack! It's lil' Frankie the chiweenie puppy. I was given permission to post. This is my birthday present, I think. At least that's what Momma saided.
I want to thank you all for your wonderful wishes. Tee hee hee (I'm a bit shy). I had a lovely birthday yesterday. I spent most of the day at the offices of our dog vet getting Linguini checkeded out. She's going to be fine. We're mostly worried about Momma who worries over Linguini. See? Confusing. Everything is confusing when you're one year and one day old.
Like the other day, I bloggeded and then Twinkie said something about hurting me. Who me? I'm everybody's sweetie. I'm the baby of the family. I was confused.
Then I peed on the bed and Momma started yelling at me. I thought beds were just for lullabies.
Yesterday, I sang along to the Happy Birthday song and Twinkie threw her slipper at me.
Uh-oh, speaking of Twinkie, I think I hear her yelling at me. I better run. Talk to you soon!
A very confused one-year-and-one-day-old Frankie The Chiweenie Bratwurst