Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for February 06, 2022

Thunder never liked the cut of Bob’s jib. Or hair.

Watch out, Bob! He’s after your hat! (You know how Ballard dogs love their hats.)

Speaking of Bob’s haircut, there goes his comb. And license. And credit cards

It looks like any progress Bob makes today will be sans culottes.

Good thing the cardboard inserts hold up well against dog teeth. On the other..er..hind end. I see Bob is wearing one of the patterns from the winter line of Fine Mens Unmentionables, procured no doubt from Dennis’s Fine Unmentionables and Nickle Arcade. I believe they are 2 for $3.47 or one for $ 2.62.

Bob may be the quickest draw in the West, but Thunder is the quickest chomper.

Just wait until lightning strikes!

He’s been… … … Thunder Struck!

Stiped tie, plaid shirt, polka dot boxers, a dog can only stand so much.

I know this doggy mode.

QTπ is the same way.

“Play! Now! Cooome Ooon!”

Looks like Dill all grown up from this angle.

Give it up Bob.. Thunder wants those trousers more than you need to keep them. Gather up your stuff and try to sneak back home, keep your fingers crossed that Maude doesn’t see you. Those boxers will excite her beyond description and you will be wishing you were back with Thunder

Thunder followed by lighting!

Apparently, he and Loki have the same problem…

Thunder had long tired of Bob’s not letting him walk on the sidewalk. Sure, he had a car, but he liked to walk. So, he bought the steel-toed shoes and went for a long stroll, baiting the dog with his slow, steady steps. Then, when the ball Bob was playing with went rolling in the street, Thunder took his shot.

Bob is also known as thunder-pants. Hence Thunder’s interest in obtaining them.

We had a dog named Thunder, and my Dad and Brother are/were named Bob. I guess living on Ballard Street, changes things, never had that problem at home.