Work's Work

I've been working quite a bit of overtime recently. Lots of TPS reports to file and many investigations to begin. I have been noticing a suspicious tabby prowling around the streets and it is my duty to find him and give him a warning. He must not be aware of our recent amendment which states, "felines may not travel within a distance of 200 yards of the chief's primary residence."

Me Again

Just me again. I'm getting hungry and my mother has not yet returned home. I am starting to wonder if I should do some investigation work underneath the cushion I'm sitting on. No cats to report on yet today. I think Bill is on vacation.

Hi Hank

Itz mee, Kazu. I was wundering if you wanted to go owtside and play today. I thinck i herd a skwirral teasing you and telling you that you wur a big fat bullie. I thinck we shuld go owt there and show him whoze the boss. Let me no if you want to or not.

Welcome to My Humble Blog

A deep and heartfelt welcome to you. My name is Hankford Willoughby Rickard and I am pleased to make your acquaintance. I might take a moment to present to you a short introduction into who I am. Like I mentioned before, my name is Hankford, but my friends and family warmly refer to me as "Hank." I allow only my mother and father, and sometimes sister, to call me more personal names, some of which include "Hanky Boy," "Hanky Panky," and others which I will leave a mystery. I am 4-and-a-half years old and I am one of the largest weimaraners in town. I am a distinguished gentleman who loves to take long walks on the beach, snuggle in blankies near the fire, and after a long day of hunting, I like to relax with my pipe. Well, I must depart now, as my dinnertime is approaching quickly!