I Call This Noon.

Outside, in the snow, I stand wearing shorts and a hat and ask The Fluffy One not to drink puddles. The Slinky One tells me I'm blocking his son. The Puppy flips out in the snow, declaring she waits all year for snows and now the sun's takin' it. Inside the house, a giant hornet flies toward a lamp, relieved to find warmth. Seeing this, The Spider spits out his coffee.

This month was weird.

Published by TailsFromTheBackyard

Webcomic about cats and dogs, living together. Home of a friendly neighborhood spider. Started in 2004.

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