Welcome to my blog. If you've listened to my mom talk for any more than five minutes in the past two years, you've learned a little about me. But let me bring ya up to speed a bit, uh, to make up for all those times when your eyes glazed over.
I was adopted from the Kentuckiana Pug Rescue on March 3, 2007. My original name was Mac, but my mom has this thing for Hank Hill of Fox's King of the Hill. On her part, it was love at first sight, I tell ya what. Me, I'm pretty easy so I was just happy to sit on her lap in the car. Dang, it was cold that day!
Anyway, she and my dad Scott have been real good to me. Becca, a good ol' Beagle/Springer Spaniel, was nice enough to take to me and show me around the yard. Not that I gave her much choice. I tell ya what, that ol' girl couldn't even take a dump without me bein' right there! Now that she's almost blind, I feel kinda bad for all the times I opened my yap and ruined her squirrel huntin'. But I'm makin' up for it these days by helpin' her walk the fence row.
Then there's Molly. She's our foster pug. That ol' bird is somethin' else.....always stealin' mom's lap, and she snores like a buzz saw! But she's okay. I guess.
Well, time to hit the sack. Next time I'll tell ya more about this "thing" my mom has for Hank Hill. Uh...huh, huh....yeah (red-faced, rubbing back of neck, shuffling paws).....the girl ain't right!
3 years ago