Pickles by Brian Crane for July 22, 2010

Dogs have no respect for trees.

Now that tree doesn’t seem to be quite as lucky!

Better the tree than Earl’s pant leg.

I like the look on Roscoe’s face in the third part.

The rain will wash the dog urine off the tree.

Wouldn’t it get board?

Yeah, well we all get used like that sometimes, don’t we?

Grog: a double pun! You da man. :)

Thinking about it, does the tree even notice, much less care? It has a century to look back on, and a century ahead of it, unmoving, in every kind of weather. Other than a lightning strike or a lumberjack, what would offend a tree? People – and the occasional dog – would be no more to it than a passing firefly. (At least the dog is helping to water it!)

Okay, way too deep for this early in the morning…I’ll get another cuppa.

Lake Mead is the personal potty for millions….

I betcha Roscoe always peed that same tree every day! How can the tree tolerate after the dog pees at too much? Eww! Poor thing on tree!

Perhaps Roscoe has the most respect for the tree. Water and fertalizer to help it grow. He’s the only one caring for it….

Ok, maybe I’m pushing it a little too far, but I had to try.

One of my uncles told me about a dog a sergeant in his outfit had. It would pee on every officer it could find. Left the Non Coms and enlisted men alone.

Lucky? Is all how you look at it. (Thanks, Stan Freberg, for that phrase)

Roscoe’s smiling in the last panel.

Then again, if Dog toileting can do that for a tree…..

Don’t they all, Earl, don’t they all…