This post is from October 2013, when Hank and George first discovered they were good friends.
A year later, I'm happy to report that they are great friends. When Hank needs a buddy to lean on,
George is the chosen one – never Alan, never Lucy, just George. I'm not sure why.
Hank and George decided last week to be best friends, at least for an afternoon.
They spent an unusual amount of time hanging out and grooming each other...
...or trying to, as the case may be. George would need a step stool to do the job properly.
A little on the right...
....a little on the left.
George: I'm doing the best I can here.