I know what you’re asking, “Lynda, Blade Runner was set in November, 2019, why are you doing this in October?” Oh, that’s not what you were asking? Okay.
Nothing like drawing a bunch of comics about a skunk and then driving past SOMETHING WHAT WAS THAT IN THE NEXT LANE and on the way home, with time to sit at a light and see that clearly, yes, that was once a skunk. Dammit, jerks, watch where you’re going.
Have a frightfully good time!
DUN DUN DUN
What, don’t tell me kitten armpits are not the best smells/feels!
Mamas, don’t let your baby grow up to smell like onions. Or eat too many onions.
Okay, so technically she wasn’t skunked…and I don’t know how because it took me twenty minutes to snap her out of the battle fog.
The Puppy has me well trained. She spits the ball into a hedge to make me get the rake to fetch the ball and then she steals my rake. But this…. Who remembers ThunderCats? Who remembers giggling every time Lion-O yelled ho? …what? Okay, maybe years later.
The Puppy has me well trained. She spits the ball into a hedge to make me get the rake to fetch the ball and then she steals my rake. But this…. WE HAVE RANDOM WILDLIFE LIVING IN OUR HEDGES I CAN’T EVEN…. Oh wait, you’ll see. STAY TUNED!
So freaked out, my damn tail fell off. I MEAN IT’S BEHIND ME. Sure.
It just happened that way. Next thing I knew I was resetting the furnace and re-wiring cars and light fixtures.
In reality it was more like BARK BARK BARK BARK *back hair ripple* BARK BARK BARK LUNGE BARK….
Bring me the thumb of the thing in the hedge. NO, NOT REALLY.
BatCat, SuperCat, WonderPuppy, Spider-Spider, and Monkey Girl assemble! Or something!
It’s not like my clothes rip Hulk-style, really. They just sort of…fray? Who cares, I scored another cousin today! They’re all pretty neat, yay new cousins!