The Big Picture by Lennie Peterson for August 10, 2019

bad dog … bad bad dog

The jury finds you guilty of being a dog.

The jury finds you guilty of not being able to find a picture of Ginger. You are sentenced to eat cat food for the rest of your life.

“GUILTY! – I am sending you “up the river” to the Big Dog House!" (former resident of Ossining here).

No, you can only have a jury of your fears, not peers.

You WILL answer the question.

“Now that we’ve heard the opening statements, I call a fifteen minute recess so we can all lick ourselves.”

Of course, it will be a fair trial.

We are all mammals here. So yeah, this is a jury of your peers. No worries.

It’s a jury of your purrs!

“The dog did it!”

Hey Lennie you have some very talented readers (I’m not one!) but are you ever going to do another caption yourself?

Too late, Fido realized that he would have had a better chance of being acquitted in a kangaroo court.

We find the defendant incredibly guilty.

And you thought a kangaroo court was bad.

I know this is not a jury of your peers. These guys are smarter!

I hereby sentence you to thirty days in the vacuum cleaner closet.

Judge Ginger sentences the Bad Dog to 30 days of dog house arrest.

Now beg! And after that, roll over.

By a vote of 5 to 1, a jury of your superiors has found you innocent. You are free to go.

I’m declaring a mistrial due to our not being able to herd the jury into the jury room.

What do you mean this is not a jury of your peers? We’re all quadrupeds here.

No, it may not be a true “jury of your peers”, but I am going to allow it, because, you know, cats are @$$4013s.

While the reboot of “Night Court” had its similarities … it just wasn’t the same.