Bad Machinery by John Allison for December 18, 2020

Careful where you lay!!

Good boy, and good bottle!

I find drinking with my dog makes me happy and lose track of time too.

Yup. Figures.

Awwww…. There’s a new family member ♡♡♡.

Does no one but I notice it’s actually a small person in a dog costume??

Well, at least the Pernod came in handy!

Egads! It’s the reverse monkey’s paw. Every wish is better! The horror!

Glynis reminds me of too many people I know who believe themselves smart yet fall completely for the last thing they heard from the person who shouted the loudest (or who have a $35 hardcover self-“help” book to flog).

Neil has figured out how to deal with Glenys. Alcohol and distance.

Who’s a good boy!? Who’s a good boy!? And the dog’s not bad either.

I was out walking my cats when a stray dog showed up without a leash or owner. In the process of chasing him away, I fell down. While I was contemplating the asphalt abrasions bleeding down one arm, as I lay on the ground, the dog came over to check that I was OK. How embarrassing!

Only Neil could decide the best way to capture a monstrous, feral dog is with Pernod … and be right.

Of course he’s a good boy, all dogs are good boys (or girls).