That would have been my parents, calling the neighbours who bought an expensive purebreed dog only to tie him up to his doghouse in the back yard, where he stood and barked day and night. I still don’t understand people who acquire dogs only to leave them tethered 24/7.
This is why it would have been so tragic had Linus broken Snoopy’s arm yesterday. The world would have missed “It Was a Dark and Stormy Night” and other classic works.
Ah. And this is why my parents decided to move when I started college. I did my studying and typing at the kitchen table in our little apartment. Far into the night. They must have needed some sleep. It was nice for my sister and I to get our own rooms. And I even got a desk!
marilynnbyerly over 3 years ago
When the story is flowing, you just keep typing.
jagedlo over 3 years ago
I’d rather have someone typing late at night than some of the obnoxious late-night parties that go on in my neighborhood!
Templo S.U.D. over 3 years ago
What thin walls the neighbors’ house has in order to hear a typewriter.
hariseldon59 over 3 years ago
And when he’s not doing that, he’s fighting the Red Baron.
meg_grif over 3 years ago
It was a dark and sleepless night…
orinoco womble over 3 years ago
That would have been my parents, calling the neighbours who bought an expensive purebreed dog only to tie him up to his doghouse in the back yard, where he stood and barked day and night. I still don’t understand people who acquire dogs only to leave them tethered 24/7.
kbyrdleroy123 over 3 years ago
He’s a novelist. They should leave him be.
angelolady Premium Member over 3 years ago
Well, he has good moonlight for working tonight.
therese_callahan2002 over 3 years ago
The night doesn’t even look dark and stormy.
PaulAbbott2 over 3 years ago
Don’t fall off the doghouse, Snoop. You’ll bite your tongue off. My brother is the same way. He can’t do anything without his tongue protruding.
The Reader Premium Member over 3 years ago
It was a dark and typey night.
gammaguy over 3 years ago
This scene could do with some typecasting… like throwing that machine over the fence.
uniquename over 3 years ago
But no one bothers him at night.
Darryl Heine over 3 years ago
“It was a dark and stormy night…to awake your neighbors…”
Ellis97 over 3 years ago
Why doesn’t Snoopy just type inside the doghouse?
Gandalf over 3 years ago
It was a dark and stormy night….
Amra Leo over 3 years ago
Some people just have to complain…
donwestonmysteries over 3 years ago
Those books don’t write themselves.
raybarb44 over 3 years ago
When inspiration strikes, you got no choice but to write. Go Snoopy, Go…..
ChessPirate over 3 years ago
It was a loud and noisy night…
this is summerdog over 3 years ago
Clack, clack, clack, ding!
stamps over 3 years ago
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g2LJ1i7222c
Jonathan K. and the Elusive Dream Girl over 3 years ago
The title panel reminds me of a popular yuletide film:
https://www.conceptstore.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/homealone.jpg
Obi-Haiv over 3 years ago
It was a dark and klacky night.
w16521 over 3 years ago
Ah the 70’s. When people still used typewriters.
I❤️Peanuts over 3 years ago
This is why it would have been so tragic had Linus broken Snoopy’s arm yesterday. The world would have missed “It Was a Dark and Stormy Night” and other classic works.
Mediatech over 3 years ago
When the muse comes, you must write.
Decepticomic over 3 years ago
How can you stop Snoopy from typing his stories? Would you ask GOD to stop creating the UNIVERSE?!
Yeah, that’s an apt comparison.
dcoyote over 3 years ago
What kind of parents let their kids answer the phone and go outside in the middle of the night?
weatherford.joe over 3 years ago
Sometimes when inspiration hits, you have to get it out or else you’ll forget it. Also this wouldn’t be a problem with today’s technology.
jossy138 over 3 years ago
give him a cell phone
coreym5 over 3 years ago
So is the silhouette of a house in the top panel the Browns’ neighbor? (Since the ? mark is coming from it.)
buflogal! over 3 years ago
Ah. And this is why my parents decided to move when I started college. I did my studying and typing at the kitchen table in our little apartment. Far into the night. They must have needed some sleep. It was nice for my sister and I to get our own rooms. And I even got a desk!