Howdy folks! I’m the king of the Lukens’ household otherwise known as Wilbur. I spend my days lying around, going on walks, dreaming of chasing squirrels, and hoping for belly rubs and beefy treats. There has been a lot of talk around the house lately about something called a wedding. I don’t really understand these silly human traditions, but I think I heard Mom say there is going to be fried chicken (now that I understand). Unfortunately, I won’t get to meet you all in March because I will be holding down the fort. Have a blast celebrating with Mom and Dad, and I hope to meet you soon.
PS- If you can save me some fried chicken, I will be your forever friend.