Housekeeping...Clean Sweep Catch Up

Since I was a little out of the know how for a few days...I did not have a chance to respond to my WONDERFUL adorers who actually left me comments.

A word on the comments...they are there to make ME feel special...to assure ME that you humans and fellow canines are getting your daily doses of the Frankie dog...I love to have my ego stroked...as well as my belly..so please, leave comments...often, always, and with a coupon for a free treat!

Anyways, down to business...my cousin Spots left me a letter concerning his constant starvation as well. Just to clarify, Spots owns my human's smelly sister...

Spot wrote:Dear Frankie,

I know exactly how you feel. It isn't just you, or your breed, or your species! As a brown anole, I can't tell you the trouble we lizards have in finding food. And I have it lucky living in a big climate controled tank. But still, my humans almost never feed me. They say I look fat, but it isn't my fault that I kept my pregnancy weight. Heck, the other night I even had to escape my tank and go rumaging through their kitchen for my dinner! I spent all night looking for where they had hidden all those juicy crickets, and just when I'd found them, "shriek! Spots got out!!" Next thing I know they're trying to cram me into some tupperware or juggling me from hand to hand! And after all that, my sisters ate all the crickets they DID give us and left me nothing but worms. WORMS I tell you! What's the sport in hunting worms. If I wasn't so old ... Well, anyhow, keep a stiff upper lip Frankie. Maybe your real owner will visit you again soon and spill a hot dog in your direction.

Sincerely,
Spots

Hey Spots, I think this hunger thing that we have in common can be linked to one of two things. The first one, though not the one that I believe in, is that since we are first cousins...it might be genetic! Somewhere along the line, we didn't the satiated gene or something...whoa...big word back there...probably longer than even you are little slimy buddy! The second reason...and by far the bite over the bark...is that since our humans are related...they are responsible for starving us...and it is a plot against the animal kingdom to starve us into waif-like animals so they can use us and exploit us and tell us that the only way for a successful life as a model is to be super thin...oh wait, I am getting sidetracked...I have been watching E network...and you know how that messes with the brain. We aren't supermodels...even though I do think I am quite the super canine...and right now I could really use a cute little cape...it would do wonders to hide my bare, bare back!

But again, I digress...Spots...we must create a united front...I'll distract your human the next time I am at your house, knock the cricket jar over with my tail, and then you can go hog wild. The only other piece to that puzzle is figuring out how to get you out of the terarium...maybe you can dig deep into the rocks again and poop alot so they think that it is mold again and will have to take you out so they can clean it?

COMMENT #2: I had another comment when my human made mention of my neurologist...and how I am neck and neck with my human's cousin Natalie for having a full menu of health professionals. And Natalie's sister seems to think that it is all that Natalie and I have in common? How dare that human overlook the fact that we are both adorable, both have a love for pastries (natalie to create, me to eat), both have knock-me-down-come-hither brown eyes, and the other thing...my cousin Ira, the canine who owns Natalie...well, WE both love the morsels in our food dish...and Ira is a walking advertisement for a well nourished dog! So how could you limit the comparisons to a mere list of doctors...

But even though I knock down and drag out Natalie's sister for her overlooking all the other similarities...I will give the girl credit for her exquisite taste in dog treats...it's as if she samples them herself. I am going to go wake her up now in hopes she'll toss me a couple more.