Hey o, nope, a little further down little more no no down. Yep that’s it. Hi, can y’all see me all right? My name is Franklin. I know it’s a funny name, but I didn’t get to choose it. My owner did her name is Olivia. I am a French bulldog being a French bulldog is not easy.
It’s hard not being able to breathe right it’s hard having a smooshed face. It’s hard having everyone “aww, aww, aww.” You every time you are just trying to take a poo like dude a little privacy.
I was born almost a whole year ago now to humans that’s like oh sick just a year still a puppy.
Well, if you were wondering, I am not a puppy. I’m a very, very mature bulldog after all my voice got low at three months so don’t get me wrong but humans y’all are weak. You guys don’t get your voice low three months you get about like 13 or whatever, I don’t pay attention to that type of crap though.
Olivia is very kind. She gives me food three times a day, which is more than some of my friends get. They only get it twice a day, but I get breakfast lunch and dinner and sometimes brunch. It’s a little hard to eat with my nose and all, but I figure it out drinking water is also difficult. It’s very hard to not get water up your nose while still getting it in your mouth.
A few days ago, I went to Olivia‘s friends house. He smelled like coconut shampoo, hormones, and definitely attitude, but he was very kind to Olivia. He gave her a hug when she walked in. She gave me he gave me a pat on the nose.(not gonna lie that hurt a little bit.) Olivia said hi to his mum,
But then I had to meet Oscar.
Oscar is a baby lab. Labs are very annoying. They like to lick they like to sniff they like to they like to do everything that a bulldog doesn’t they like to chase balls they like to pounce on you when you’re not expecting it I mean when I was a puppy maybe I did do all of those things but I didn’t do it like he does, he does it so annoying.
When we got home, mom was cooking soup and she put my favorite food in it. She put steak. I will sneak around the corner hoping to get a bite. She looks at me and tells me out shoot. She caught me but maybe after dinner I can sneak and try to get leftover steak bits.
After dinner as usual, Olivia goes to bed to brush her teeth. Mom does the same and Dad is reading to my younger sister so I have the perfect chance empty kitchen with a little bit of extra steak. It smells so good, I know it’s not the right thing to do, but if she’s not gonna share with me, I won’t share my beautiful love and face with her so I guess I’m gonna have to eat some of it. What are they even gonna do with it? It looks too good to go to waste. And if they do “leftovers “ I will be the most unhappy French bulldog in the whole world, and there are a lot of us out there if you were wondering so I guess I’m gonna have to eat some of it
Right as I get onto the chair, Olivia walks in shoot she’s caught me. I jumped down and act all innocent, but she can see my White and tan freckled pace is covered with red ketchup and orange soup she knows have eaten some of the steak.
Please please please don’t get mad at me Olivia I don’t wanna sleep in the doghouse tonight. I wanna sleep in your bed like I do every night.
Is nice enough to get me a whole bowl of soup Yum this is better than sneaking it. I guess I should’ve just asked in the first place.
The next day we go on a walk, I love walks walks are probably the best thing invented. I get to hook her onto a leash and straight down my beautiful runway, a.k.a. the sidewalk to show off my beautiful, freckled face, my beautiful, not chunky at all maybe a little bit body. I am so hot and the best part. I don’t have to see Oscar this whole time. Yay. Weekend so she doesn’t have school so that means we get to hang out all day or I get to lay down and she gets to go to her friends house but I like it when we hang out it’s more fun.
I hate Mondays. No steak, no walks, and no love. Except for today today is a special day today. It is mom‘s birthday so she takes me on a special walk with all of her special friends and I get to see my trio.
The Trio includes Leo, who is a German Shepherd, Michaela, who is a mini poodle, and sadly Oscar the lab.
“Hey y’all what’s up?” Oscar asks
nobody answers
” hey y’all good?” he says again but only Makayla looks up.
” yep all fine”I say
” yeah we’re all just tired” Makayla says after me
” okay-doke, if anyone wants to play fetch…” he adds but Leo steps in before he can go on a puppy rant.
”nope, I’m a little too tired.” He says
after we get home from that long, quiet, awkward walk I take a nap. I love naps and I have a dream. I have a weird dream. I have a dream that I’m taking Olivia on a walk and all of a sudden Mom pops up. Mom starts singing happy birthday Olivia all the sudden Leo and Michaela and Oscar are there too. What in the world is this indicating something?
Nope, don’t listen to me. Didn’t indicate anything. Just letting me know that there would be a party with no puppy cakes. What in the actual world this is so dumb deserve puppy cakes just as much as they deserve human cakes uhgg it’s hard being a dog nonetheless, a beautiful, freckled hot bodied French bulldog.