Monday, August 31, 2009


As the top dog around here, one of my many jobs is to bark at the lawn mower. My people know better than to try and sneak out to mow our yard. I MUST be able to run a few circles around the lawn mower, just so it knows I'm keeping an eye out! It's very loud, though.
I like to get my ferocious barks in and then I let my dad get the job done. I know he'll be nice and safe, thanks to me!

:) Frankie


Lorenza said...

Hi, Frankie!
You are so brave!
If I heard a lawnmower sure I'd run away very fast!
Kisses and hugs

Frankie Furter said...

Hi Frankie Mae, Yep, those darned mower things (my dad's is called John the Deer) need to be watched as close as Vaculas do.
I am sure that your dad appreciated your putting the nasty thing in its place before he tried to make it do that cutting work.
You rock girrrl.


Hi Frankie,

Since Mommy did our August adoption post tonight I decided you and your flower pic would be perfect.

You look so tiny next to your Daddy's legs and that lawnmower. You are a very brave lottle girl.


Ruby Red Dog said...

Good for you, Frankie! It's important we protect our humans and look out for them around those strange machines they have.