My dad's nickname for me is Hamchuck, which is interesting since I loathe ham (and most other pork products). I offer up this blog of ponderings, recollections, contemplations, and things that amuse me, rarely featuring cured meat products, but often starring little plastic dinosaurs wearing outfits. And dogs.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Clarence and Walter enjoy a stroll
The night ended when Walter decided he had an enormous secret he could only tell the white dog. Clarence had had enough of his friend's hijinks and tried to wrestle him down.
On the way home, they stopped to rest in a cornfield.
"WUGGLIES OF THE CORN!" shouted Walter. Clarence was horrified.
They stopped during their walk to admire the view.