Thursday, May 19, 2011

Becca's Garden

Hey, y'all:

Remember my big sis, Becca? Well, last year, me an' mom planted some wildflower seeds in her memory but nothin' came up. (Probably 'cause o' them gawd dang SQUIRRELS that love tuh invade our yard now that Becca ain't here tuh shoo 'em away.)

Anyhoo, me an' mom went tuh the Menard's tuhday an' got some flowers (AN' some cayenne pepper tuh sprinkle in so them furry little warthogs from hail won't git in 'em!)

So, here's the finished product. (I helped by ploppin' my butt against mom's while she did all the work.)

Hey.....somebuddy's got tuh supervise!

Yep. Mmhmm.


Khyra And Sometimes Her Mom said...

I bet woo worked uo khwite the thirst too!

Furry beaWOOtiful garden!


Benny and Lily said...

Absolutley beautiful!
Benny & Lily

Archie and Melissa said...

hi hanky and molly and mom!
oh what a beeeeeautiful garden you made for sweet becca!
it is perfect!

Salinger The Pug said...

SOOO pretty Hanky!! Good job!

You were very smart to choose FLOWERS and not tomatoes for Becca's garden (since they're so close to the fence).

Mom says that you and Molly (and Mom) can come snoopervise her while planting her garden this weekend. You obviously did a GREAT job!


Kitty+Coco said...

Aww..that is nice Hanklin. Way to remember her. Your pug butt must have really helped.

Kitty and Coco

dw said...

Hank, I think you did a wonderful job of helping, and those flowers are soo pretty! Leaning against your mama is hard work -- I think you deserve a raise!

Tweedles -- that's me said...

Hi Hanky
The memory flowers are beautiful.
Look at them bloom.
You are doing a wonderful job guarding them!

Oakley and Swisher said...


What a great job of snoopervising. Those flowers are so pretty, what a great way to remember your sis.

Lots of licks,

Oak and Swish

Nancy Medina said...

Dear Hanklin this here is your good pal Howie. I heard them squirrels tastes like chicken. mebbe yew wanna rethink yer strategee and set up sum traps. We can go squirrel huntin and skip bathing fur days. Somethin to think about.
YOur pal,
Hungry Pee