I had a cat named Bibi who was a master bouncer of balls. The Fluffy One has her Ninja skills. I have the mark somewhere in my scalp to prove it.
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Summer of 2013.
Ah, memories. I hope I remember some of this year. I forget who I am.
I said these things to someone.
I’ve basically lost my mind. The Puppy accepts this as long as she gets walkies, and the cats accept this as long as I get them to the grass before the sun sets.
Fevered Minds Have No Waiting Time.
In a past life I was a total geek and I know the B’Omarr Monk came in a box. SO THERE.
I feel like this today. ALL THIS.
Drew this during the heatwave. At 105°F I go into automatic mode. Then something’ll happen like The Puppy gets an ear infection from all the rain and it’s like OH HELL, SHOULDA GOT THE A/C FIXED. But then halfway up the road something else starts smoking so it’s like, not that big a deal anymore. Continue reading “I feel like this today. ALL THIS.”
Eating is not really advised.
Dogs…are good at storing food. Forever. Yeah. 29 years ago, The Puppy’s Grand Funk started a pantry.
Birdwatchers.
The original Yin-Yang Twins: Birdwatchers.
A question I ask myself all the time.
Someone told me there’s still time for me to become a doctor. I instantly fell in love with him. Then I realized I in fact NEED a doctor first. Wait, there’s the strip, I just said that, didn’t I? YOU SEE WHAT I’M SAYING?
Smashed and hairy?
…What? I was gonna do my eyebrows.
Therapy!
Just another productive day.
Furry ER!
Furry doctors may not fix everything but they make everything better!
It’s what doctors do.
Why, when you feel the crappiest, are you meant to be not eating things you like and, you know, maybe having a lie down? WHO CARES, IT’S PORKINS’ BIRTHDAY! 😀
Rage against the light switching off.
Okay, so, when people aren’t feeling well, things like coordinating which light switch is on and which light switch is at the bottom of the stairs leads to comics like this. TRUST ME ON LIGHT SWITCHES, I KNOW WHAT LIGHT SWITCH DOES WHAT, OKAY?
Yay for things working…oh.
If you know where this is going…you know more than me! Ha! Hrm. (Seriously, I drew this two weeks ago and we still don’t have any idea what Mum’s next step to getting new knees is because the lady who schedules things didn’t call yet.)