Cue the Klaus Nomi, it’s a total eclipse of the sun!
My first dog Pookie used to keep us safe from things up in the trees all the time and we had no idea what kinds of serious woodland creatures were up there. WOULD I HAVE EVEN LET HIM OUTSIDE IF I KNEW WHAT WAS UP THERE?
This happened two feet from my door. I thought I was talking to the fluffy bum of a local cat. I WAS WRONG.
Ants. Ants! Also little wild cats who need homes but I’m dealing with my feelings about feral cats not wanting to live with me and also I filled in the hole it wasn’t really this deep but that wouldn’t be funny and I’m trying to make it all funny, you guys.
Germs on the peanut butter seem insignificant on a nice sunny day with friends when there’s a hole forming somewhere. (It’s okay, the hole’s filled in now. Also it’s been 13 years since I started this comic! Whoo!)
There are no easy solutions to some things.
One day I was walking The Puppy down the hill and the lady who takes care of the local cats (she even takes them in and gets them vaccinated and everything!) was talking to some babies on her porch and their mother, too. I was all, “SQUEE, KITTENS!” and she was like, “No, these are skunks.”
I was like, “Oh.”