The Buckets by Greg Cravens for July 16, 2020

My Dad always said he would love to pay taxes on a million dollars because that would mean he earned a million dollars.

Eddie realizes he needs to put in some effort to achieve his goals. Toby has no clue.

At least one of them knows how to get what he wants.

It’s always wise to keep your goals realistic

I actually tend to expect a form of wisdom from Eddie, but realistic is a surprise

At least Eddie got HIS wish. :)

Baby steps Toby, baby steps.

Like kittens, but they cost more to maintain.

Eddie did something to get his dream!

working on my second million, the first one was a dismal failure.

♪♫ “Oh yeah, they call him The Breeze, he keeps blowing ’round the house…” ♪♫

“Man’s got to know his limitations.” — Dirty Harry, Magnum Force

I recall that Calvin once wished for a million billion dollars (or something like that) and made fun of Hobbes for wishing for nothing more than a ham sandwich. In the final panel, set in the kitchen, Hobbes pointed out, “I got my wish.”

I follow Eddie’s way. Run around like a nut….then a relaxing beverage. Happy is happy!