We’ve had a coughing contest here the past few days. Just a small dog bug thankfully. Still had to get Luther checked out by the doc. Can’t take any chances with his condition.
I have bins full of notebooks and thankfully not one has ever been shredded. There’s a few gnawed corners here and there but that’s about it. The big key is keeping them out of reach and also a wharehouse full of dog chew toys.
Now I will say our Weezy does a decent job at organizing her stuff. She has toys for downstairs, toys for outside and toys for bed upstairs. I’ve never encountered a dog like her before. I like to think because of her horrible beginnings, she never got to be a puppy. She appreciates every toy she gets. I mean she makes her favorite toys last!
We only have one shnurbler now. Little miss Wezzy can mess up some sheets. Our Gunnar is a pillow pup. He’ll sleep on the hard floor as long as he has a pillow under his head.
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.
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’ll tell you what, a baby, a dog and a high chair is a completely different kind of food pyramid.
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.
