Well, oncest again, I'm past due on a blog post. I finally got all these foster kids outta my house, so now I can catch up a little.
I gotta tell ya.....I ain't been feelin' too good lately an' git tired real easy. My mom says it's prolly a lifetime o' sluggin' PBR (pppphhhhht!). I'm thinkin' I picked up a case o' that Agent Orange in 'Nam. Hail, who knows.
Speakin' o' drinkin'.....I gotta admit I had a few too many the other day an' FELL in the POOOOL!
No worries, y'all! I swum my way tuh the top!
Aint Laura an' Sal an' Toby stopped by one day fer a visit. Aint Laura bought us cheeseboogers! Here I am restin' my full gut.
It's been a real nice spring here in Indiana so me an' mom been spending some time out in the yard (when I ain't nappin', that is.) Here's a pitcher dad snapped of us.
Now I know whut y'all are prolly thinkin'. Y'all are prolly thinkin' "Hail! Whut's a big strong handsome pug man like HANK doin' all snuggled up in his MOM's arms???"
Well, whut can I say? I guess I'll always be "Mommy's Little Guy".
Yep. Mmhmm.
