Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for October 01, 2018

Bucky craves his privacy almost as much as he craves rubber bands.

Dr. Munch, huh? Can you be any more obvious? Is his first name (G)Nash?

There’s Bucky’s stool sample Robbo.

You can’t spell analyst without spelling anal, Rob.

Hey, he just wants to plant one!

Be careful for what you wish….

We’re stretching this joke too far

No fertilizer for the ficus please.

If he was able to bring a stool sample then the doctor would know Bucky’s not anal retentive.

Welll,,,,,,, SNAP!!!

Hey, you wanted a stool sample so there you go! At least you won’t have to wait for it!

This is so funny, and very Buck-ish. In fact, I believe it is very cattish.

Did I miss something? Bucky isn’t usually so compliant. He is being very flexible in this situation.

I actually laughed out loud, really!

…He (didn’t) say ’ poop ", Beavis. Huh huh huh. (Slap!) SHUT UP. Butthead!

Can she hear the cat speak? Or, is it just Rob’s fevered imagination?

“Fine! I’ll leave the ficus alone!”

“Good. Now, Mr. Wilco…”

“Um… I think it’s about to hit the fern, now.”