I know, I know, ant season is almost over.
This is where 16 years of going outties with The Fluffy One and his bro bite me in the ass, because every day and every night, Team Tiger is like, “That’s a great idea, let us join you!” and they don’t like wearing collars, or harnesses, and I feel like we already covered this in another comic. So it’s that scene from Temple of Doom every day, minus the spikes and stick insects (most days. We did have some epic mantises this year.) Seriously, Babycat is very content to stay indoors, it’s her son who wants to follow Uncle to the adventure beyond the door.
They do love playing with Uncle’s leash, though. 😹
(Quick note, from here out the comic is switching to Mondays and Thursdays unless I miraculously get loads of time to make a lot of comics again. No one is more bummed about this than me.)