Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 12, 2010

I’m a bit suspicious…..

“Stephen, remove my dress.”

“Now remove my slip.”

“Now remove my bra and panties.”

“For the last time, Stephen, if I catch you wearing my things again, I’m leaving.”

Gives a whole new meaning to the expression “sensible shoes”.

I think there’s something a little more sinister at work here……….

And the pantyhose is for his circulation.

The “Hubby” wears Prada..

And there Sheila had assumed adultery when she found that suspender skirt.

Meanwhile, in Cleveland…

http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy&uc_full_date=20200712

Looks good on paper.

Stephen just likes to tweak Sheila once in awhile for fun. Sheila thinks 2 weeks is enough tweaking.

Cleo now just wants to be curtailing memory…ZZZZZZ…..

Of course we all have failing memory when we wake up and try to remember our dreams.

Hi everybody!

and welcome to the

July 12th  2020 “CLEO and COMPANY”

on Sherpa… http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy

In which Cleo may or may not remember she appeared.

She can join the club… though to me, she seems a bit young for membership.

She can certainly join if she wants to… we don’t discriminate….

but… aren’t hounds supposed to remember everything?

Maybe that’s the problem… there’s a lot of pressure, when you think you’re supposed to remember.

Not like some old pals who only sigh, and say “If yu can remember the 70’s… you weren’t there.”

Flailing, hailing, trailing…

I thought Cleo might have some sailing memory… she’s done so many sports.

A lot of people on Ballard Street seem to have railing memory…. especially all the ones who fell off their porches.

I’ve definitely experienced failing memory….

and some wailing memory… when that has caused problems.

What I wish I could develop is mailing memory…

so I’d know, for instance, whether I actually sent my sister’s birthday card, or left it in the car.

And there was that “tailing” memory where the evil cat clawed and bit her tail in front of her friends and Cleo howled and hid under the bed and her friends laughed.

Does she have any pailing memories, of playing in the sand on the shores of Lake Erie?

Memories

Light the corners of my soul

Misty kibblecolor memories

Of my chock-full bowl

Good Morning…. um … er … peoples …no, that’s not it …. BALLARDEERS!! That’s it. Yay! 121 days quarantined will do that to you. What’s Cleo’s excuse? BTW … I normally have to look up the day count.

In the 60s this morning, lower humididity, windows open for a bit.

Y’all hug the ones you can, air hug the socially distanced, and virtually (((((HUG))))) your online fam.

Luv you all.

Guaranteed to pump you up!

Cleo never fails to amuse.

It’s too early to thimk. I’ll come back later and see if anything comes to me.

This is really cute today. I think a good many of us know all about that last one. What day is it, by the way??

I know all about the last panel. The only reason I remember what day it is, is my vitamin/pill case tells me so.

Cleo also has a bailing memory, from the time she dug a hole in the boat.

Strangest looking pair of Arch Support shoes i ever did see.