Aww, Puppy, happy fourteen o’clock! I love you, tan tornado.
Baby Yoda totally stole your look.
And you totally stole my heart. And the dictionary. And Mum’s glasses and Nan’s audiobooks.
I’m so glad you like cats.
I guess it helps that you met the best cats ever when you were all the same size.
No, really, especially now that you has a kitten and totally tolerate him trying to touch your face.
He’s right behind you, Puppy.
I’m so happy you and his mom are besties and can totally talk about girl stuff.
And of course you and bro are tighter than ever. As long as you don’t wee near the nip.
You’re hot stuff, Puppy.
I hope it stops raining and we get to go for lots and lots of hour-long walkies and meet all your friends and random strangers getting out of cars.
Happy 14th Birthday Pupplepants! We love you!
He’s a doll, no one minds sharing with him. Really. No, really, he and Uncle Fluff will eat out of my hand TOGETHER. 😻
“Sharing is caring,” is totally Uncle’s advice, he even borrowed that from him.
From all of us to all of you, raising a bit of whatever creamy whip you prefer for absent friends.
As always, thanks for reading!
They need a camera on them at all times to catch the epic ball hunting moves.
Well, you knew this was coming. I guess.
If you had told me I’d still be making this comic fifteen years later, that I’d even still be alive to make this comic, that I would get way better than when I started…I’d have been weirded out that you knew where to find my comic. I mean, it’s not like the cool kids of webcomics embraced me or anything.
So it’s peanut butter time again, and I think we’ll keep doing this thing. Still have some stories to tell.
I guess this is as good a time as any to ask what kind of merchandise you’d want to see from me? What would you want to see on a shirt? Would I sell more than three copies of a book of these comics? Now’s your chance to talk to me, in case you didn’t realize you could all along. You have until June 1st.
Did I really just make the joke you think I just made? I don’t know, you’re the one with the naughty mind. I’ve lost my mind, everyone, this is my coping mechanism.
We all know Puppies want a walkies with no cats jumping out at them from under cars, I mean, really.
I have no idea what Wolfenoot is about but I hope everyone has a great one with some cool dogs they love.
I’ve totally ruined her understanding of how the world works, but she’s turned my world upside down, too.
The fluffy calico likes to eat. She likes it so much she will finish hers, walk right over, and eat the food right out from under her kittens. So I try to slow her down by playing with her, but she has no idea what cat toys are about.
Okay, so when I see my baby tiger, apparently I don’t see the houses beyond the gates.
Plot suggested by my Nan, after the whole theives-using-the-gift-card-I-was-saving-for-new-glasses-to-buy-McDonald’s incident.
Also the fluffy calico is incredibly suspicious of The Puppy in real life and never wants to disclose her location if she’s being watched. WE KNOW YOU’RE ON THE PORCH, FLUFFY CALICO.
The only thing that isn’t based on reality here is my little girlfriend just jumping into a bag for me to take home WHY WON’T YOU LIVE WITH ME BABY GIRL?
And yes, The Puppy handles grocery orders all the time. That’s totally real.