Interstellar Snack Attack! Dog Eat Doug's Sophie Blasts Off for Alien Puddin' in Today's Cosmic Comic
Makes me want to write a story line about alien pudding wars.
Makes me want to write a story line about alien pudding wars.
I’ve always loved drawing Sophie and Doug tooling around in a toy car. My son never had one of the motorized ones but I can make up whatever I want for the comic. OF course it had to be a Mustang.
She’s not wrong.
A little plug to our local doughnut shop.
Doug struggles with deception. And most dogs do too. Dogs are create at getting into trouble but hysterical at trying to cover up the crime.
Makes you wonder how it got there. Then again, if you have a baby, things like this stop surprising you after a while.
We still have that recliner. The high chair is long gone. Also, please feel free to share these comics with your friends. Especially those that have dogs!
I always felt the recliner was Sophie’s version of Snoopy’s dog house.
Laughing in the face of fear is a good plan until the fear laughs back. I’ve expanded this strip in the upcoming Sophie graphic novels. Sophie and Doug take a trip into Shadowville!
Thankfully I don’t have any laundry bandits these days. And to be fair, Sophie was never that destructive when it came to fresh clean clothes. Mostly she stuck to swiping socks.
Another profound but misguided Sophie-ism.
I have to say, this is one of those strips where the influence of the early Peanuts comics shows through. My dad had the original collection of Peanuts strips from the 1950’s. Reading that as a kid, I was shocked by how different it was than the Peanuts I read in the daily newspaper.
I’m surprised I didn’t set the comic strip in a book store, given how much I adore them. One of my local book shops does have a resident dog and cat. What a great premise for a story.
I’m sure most of you guessed Doug’s toy is a stuffed sand worm from the movie, Beetlejuice.
I’ve always loved when Doug and Sophie delve into the fantasy world. I’ve taken this leaps forward in the graphic novels. They have room to be actual knights and go on dragon hunts. In book 2, Sophie takes three foster puppies on a Monty Python inspired dragon hunt. And that’s just the beginning.
Sometimes the flowers smell back.
Yes indeed, that’s a vintage Wednesday Addams doll in Doug’s sticky hands. If you haven’t guessed, Charles Addams was one of my earliest influences. My dad had a book full of New Yorker Cartoons from the 40’s. As a kid, I was obesessed with the alien, vintage style of the drawings. And ike any kid, I generally “poo-poo-ed” anything that was old.
However, every so many pages was a single panel cartoon that didn’t fit. They were dark, not just in terms of the joke, but the artwork. I hadn’t seen anything like it, even in my modern Sunday comics. That was in thrid grade. I’ve been entranced ever since. Here’s a little more on the master of the macabre and a few links to see more:
Charles Addams (1912-1988) was an American cartoonist best known for his darkly humorous and macabre creations. He captivated audiences with his iconic characters, including Wednesday Addams and the Addams Family. Addams' distinctive style blended wit, irony, and gothic sensibilities, leaving a lasting impact on the world of cartoons. Explore his extraordinary talent and timeless work through his official website: Addams Foundation and discover the unique charm of his illustrations in The New Yorker archives: The New Yorker - Charles Addams.
One of my favorite cat strips. This one inspired several chapters in the upcoming graphic novels. However, unlike the comic strip, the graphic novels have allowed me to expand on the cats’ storylines. They get a secret base and even get to summon the ancient one, Cat-thulu.
I have a lot of garden related comic strips. Now Sophie was never destructive in the yard. However, our foster dogs destroyed my entire irrigation system. I tried keeping up with the repairs, but in the end I ditched the tubes and the timer and went back to using a hose.
Okay, this is not the real reason Sophie loved stripping tennis balls. But it’s funnier.