when all else fails...throw your steak?

once again i have failed franklin as a best friend.  we were sitting on the couch and truth be told, i was paying more attention to facebook than to the little dog.  out the corner of my eye i could see him sitting next to me looking disgruntled and i could hear him growling slightly.  then, out of no where, i was hit in the face with a rubber squeaking t-bone steak.  man. the little dog has great aim!