Hi there, I'm Hank.
Hereâs what you need to know about me: I donât try to make the kids in my class laugh, but somehow I do. Spelling is my worst subject. (Come to think of it, so are math and reading!) I try hardâI really do. So why does my brain always freeze into a Popsicle?
More than anything, Hank wants a dog. But before he can get one, his dad is laying down some rules. First, Hank has to improve his grades. Next, he has to prove that heâs a responsible pet owner. Can Hank get his brain to cooperate, so he can get his new furry best friend?