Survival Instincts

I go into the basement, talking about getting cement to fill the hole. The Slinky One follows me in, saying he can help. He sees me leaving the basement and says not to close the door because he's still in there. In the third panel, The Slinky One sits near some shelves and says, "I got some potatoes, a bag of onions, and a jug of holy water, I should be okay for a few minutes."

Oh sure, it’s funny now that he got out of there safe and sound.

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Tails From the Backyard

Fourteen years, three pencils, lots of cute talking creatures, one girl, no plot.

Survival Instincts

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