Mom's Fav'rite Guys

Yep. Mmhmm.

The End of an Era

Hey, y'all:

It is a sad day here at our house. Our fav'rit show, "King of the Hill" has been cancelled after thirteen hot dang seasons.




As you can see, me an' Molly ain't up fer much bloggin' tonight. I'll leave with this pitcher that says it all.........







Yep. Mmhmm.

There's Something About Molly

Hey, y'all:

Me an' mom wuz cleanin' out the filin' cabinet the other day an' we ran across Molly O'Mally's AKC certificate.

Now I am here to tell YOU.......we just about crapped a duck when we seen that O'Mally's dad is her maternal GRANDFATHER!!! EEEEEWWWWWWW!!!

Check it out fer yerself! Here's her an' her folks:





NOW here's her mom and HER folks:





Yep, that Moses Pa-Pa Pomeroy wuz a nasty sonofagun I tell ya what! 'Cept I DO like his name. Matter o' fact, she's got some real good names in her family tree: Pistol Pete, Pistol Pete's Repeater, Bo's Ebony, Dixie Dolly.

Hell, she ain't nothin' but a HILLBILLY!!! (I'm startin' to think AKC stands fer "American KIN Club".)


Now THAT explains A LOT about O'Mally!





Yep. Mmhmm.

Things that Make Ya Go "Mmmmm"

Hey, y'all:

Just takin' a break from grass cuttin' to catch up with ya. My pal, Murph, gave me this here award. Wonder whut made 'im think I'D steal food??

Anyways, I haven't stole a lot o' food (my mom's got eyes in the back of 'er head I tell ya what) but I HAVE got my paws on a few ferbidden snacks when she wuzn't lookin'........





I like 'em old and used. Fresh outta the wrapper don't do a thing fer me!





Okay, so this ain't ME but you git the idea.





Yep, avocado. Not the pit, though.....that's poison, ya know!





Now tomatoes are harmless enough, but mom wants to hog 'em all to 'erself!


Now accordin' to the rules, I'm supposed to tag some other folks but I see that lots of ya already got this. And I tell ya what......y'all are some perfessional food thieves!

Yep. Mmmhmm.

Blogging with Becca

Good day, friends!

Make yourselves comfortable! I'd offer you a cup of tea but can't find my way around the kitchen. Come to think of it, I can't even reach the cupboard.

Allow me to properly introduce myself. I am Becca the Beagle/Springer Spaniel and long-time resident of Brandt Drive Home for the Visually Impaired. And a long time it has been indeed. I was here before daddy married mother!

Unfortunately, daddy can't find my puppy pictures but I assure you I was very cute, if I may say so myself. At twelve years old, I retired from my position as chief bird/squirrel chaser eight months ago. My eyesight is gone but am thankful my Beagle nose still works!

Hank has graciously allowed me to post this week. Ahem. Um.......truthfully, he is passed out on the couch after secretly chowing down on mother's garden tomatoes! Anyway, mother suggested I post something about getting along with others since that's what I do best.

With that, I give you these photos of Hank, Molly, the pugs mother transported last weekend, and myself. These are wonderful examples of how to "meet and greet" with good manners and kindness!















Now, Molly....settle down. You know daddy and mother still love us best.








Of course, kindness is it's own reward!




'Til next time!