Brew Brew Keeps It Corgi, Alabama Style!

Hello, ladies and gents. Roll Tide!

Yes, I’m from Alabama. And no, I’m not exactly the shy, retiring type. No ma’am, I am not.

My name is Brewster Lark Womack, but you can call me Brew Brew. Everybody else does!

(I let ’em).

Handsome? If you insist. My parents were of champion bloodlines, but a gentleman takes no credit for good breeding.

On the other hand, a gentleman also doesn’t routinely stick his entire face in chipmunk holes out in back, every chance he gets.

So you tell me!

I’m eleven, but blessed with a pretty little companion who keeps me young. That’s Darla, a spunky one year-old rescued blue heeler.

Before Darla, I wouldn’t run and play. Now I chase squirrel varmints (watch me!) and can learn any trick in just a few days.

There’s no age limit on impressing the ladies, now is there?

The gal I love (by law she owns me but technicality-schmecticality) calls me “her world.” So that makes TWO females for me.

TWO. Just sayin’!

The only one of my toys I won’t destroy is this green Christmas light bulb. I drop it just inside the front door when I go outside and pick it up when I return.

It. Is. MINE.

While I’m not much of a snuggler in bed and I like my space generally, I love to give kisses and get a few hugs in the floor when I roll over on my side.

All in all, the living is good here in Gadsden, Alabama. Mighty nice to meet you!

Now let’s Go ‘BAMA!