Ahem, um, hi everyone! I'm Frankie, and Wilma has allowed me to guest post here on her blog.
So, most of you will recognise me from Wilma's previous post about Franksgiving weekend. Well I have been stayin' here over the past couple of weeks, and at first I thought I was gonna be stayin' for good.
I mean, it seemed like it, considering how much everyone loved up on me when I got here. Well, maybe not everyone.
I came up against a little resistance from this guy at first. They call him Sluggo. It seems he and I had a fondness for the same thing. The lady in the houses lap. Yep, it is warm, and ample, and when you sit there you are sure to get many pets.
Well, I guess Sluggo considers this his most valued resource, and he liked to guard it with a vengeance at first. But just as we were all learning to share. That's right, there is room enough for all of us...
Some new people came to the house to meet me.
They were very nice, and they seemed to really like me. Next thing I know, we were going for a walk. I thought, wow! these guys are great. They must know how much I love walkies. I even pooped for them.
So then the lady with the nice lap took some pictures of me with these new people, and I noticed that my crate was getting taken out of the house again.
I started to get a little confused. I mean, what'd I do?
I mean, I kinda understood why I had to leave my last home. I was peein' and stuff, and their resident pug was kinda nervous around me. But I had been on my best behavior here. Wilma really liked me.
Brigitte was cool with me...
Heck, even Sluggo was coming around...
And I knew the humans loved me. They told me all the time. They gave me a nice bath, and were feeding me very tasty food. In fact, just the night before, they let me sleep in the big bed!!!
It didn't make sense, but then as she was saying goodbye, the lady with the lap told me something that one of her friends told her when she was feeling sad about letting me go.
She told me that her and the other man human were just holding onto me long enough to get my heart ready to be loved.
And last night, as I was sitting with my new Dad watching football, I felt it. That kind of love other dogs have told me about.