Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for November 07, 2023

… your man needs all the help he can get (from a psychiatrist) ma’am…

Just throw in the trowel……………..

Don’t bother Horton now, Maude, he needs to practice in case vaudeville makes a come back.

The jazz hand on the hat is a nice touch.

“Not now, Maude. I have to practice the act.”

If she distracts Horton too much, he’s going to need help limping into bed.

Mrs. Fringerville’s thorn bushes are up ahead. Let’s watch….

Horton just needs a little acclaim. And since he is wearing your blouse, you don’t want to make him fall.

To help or not to help? He’s on the fence on this.

He leads a well balanced life.

https://youtu.Be/YkfU1JqmkHM

It’s time to vacuum at our house!

Maude, you dig gardening, do your thing. Horton has higher asperations.

Hello my rag time gal…..

“Can’t you see I’m walking a fine line over here?”

Wow, I thought my neighbors were eccentric.

This one reminds me of Warner Bros. singing frog.

Old fuddy-duddy should rejoice that her life partner is so – well – interesting? Has a great sense of balance?

She always waits until he’s busy to ask for help.

That’s his, “I cut the grass, you tend the flowers…” song and dance. He saw it in a Dan Dailey picture.

Good morning Balladeers and Tigressy!!

Horton enjoys the final moments of his Ecstacy tablet.

One of my cats got out yesterday and was walking the fence like that.

“hello my baby- hello my honey” etc "and tell me you’re my ooown!

Not now, he’s practicing his “fencing”.

If.. this wasn’t a family strip we would expect to see Scooter with a cold nose show up.

He’s already helping as little as he can.

Give him a hand! The Show Must Go On!

Let’s see how well he balances without the stick. (It’ll be busy elsewhere.)

:)

horton’s long had dreams of being a pole dancer…

Horton had a frog in his throat and this is the result.