My Hat Collection. It's Not Big. But It Means A Lot To Me
When I was a young wharthog, I had lots of hair. I wore it long and took good care of it. But as I grew older, and my headtop acrage started to recede I became concerned about protecting my forehead from potential solar devastation and so began acquiring hats.
Today, there are very few days when I don't, at the very least, have a hat with me. As a result of this penchant, I have acquired, over the years, a bit of a collection, which I am happy to share with you today.
So there you go.