Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for September 08, 2014

The price of freedom is eternal vigilance, Phoebe. (In other words, watch where you step!)

Phoebe shouldn’t feel so bad stepping on a slug. I stepped into some dog poo barefoot when I was a kid. Yep, living in South Carolina!

My mother stepped on a little treefrog in the middle of the night once.Everyone in the house knew someting happened from the screaming.

Qualifications for a good summerride with a unique cool best friendfall in love with a monsterdon’t step on slugs.got it.

Sounds like a good summer to me.

Poor slug

I don’t recall seeing this one before…does this mean the reruns are over?

“All in all a pretty successful summer.”

“But we lost Mister Rimmer!”

“All in all a pretty successful summer.”

Stepping on slugs I can handle, where I don’t wanna tread is on a yellowjacket.

I see.

My wife and I drove home one summer evening and at the door to the garage, hanging by a thread of slime about 3 feet off the ground, two slugs were doing the wild thing in the beam of our headlights. True story.

@ Daniel Drazen: Guess they couldn’t find a vacant (mush)room…

Even at my age I’d give a lot to spend an entire summer riding even an un-magical regular ol’ horse. Sigh.