Pickles by Brian Crane for July 05, 2023

Now whose a good girl?

The brain didn’t kick in fast enough again, Earl.

Now, that’s what I call a homerun.

And I don’t even understand the rules of baseball – nor care.

Pat her on the head.

Earl, you have to learn to quit while the quitting is good.

Looks like Earl will soon be in the “dying cockroach” position again!!!

Sit!

At least he didn’t use the word for female dog.

Someone’s in the doghouse!

Earl! I thought you wanted to live!

Earl, you should have waited until she did not have a newspaper in her hand or any any large heavy object within her reach.

I was in my den one morning and my wife was in our bedroom. She was getting dressed and I was at my laptop. She sometimes will ask me to fasten her bra which of course I do and don’t mind. But that morning she called out to me, “Honey, will you put my bra on please?” I said, “Gee, I’d rather not. Besides I don’t think that it will fit me.” We both had a good laugh. :-)

Ya know, if opal would just use Roscoe’s shampoo she would feel like such a good grrl!

R.I.P. Earl Pickles

Good Earl!

You really can’t teach an old dog new tricks…

Smack him with it.

You blew it again, Earl!

Roll up the paper and smack him on the nose with it. Say, “Bad boy!”

“And my slippers, and this old tennis ball, after I throw it for you.”

Today’s panel is missing the last frame where she hits him on the head with the newspaper she brought.

Earl is starting a new exercise program, he’s training her to never get him anything he asks for so he’ll have to get his butt out of the chair and do it himself.

For some reason I can’t see the fifth panel on my screen.

That’s Earl. Always the smooth one.

I can’t believe that Opal didn’t roll up the newspaper and HIT Earl with it.

Earl, is there a part of you that secretly desires to be whacked by Opal?

Hopeless.

Ooh… It’s the doghouse for you, Gramps!

Guess who is in the dog house…..

Earl, so close…..

Earl is walking on VERY thin ice.

No LIKE for this one. . .

Earl shoots………..and SCORES!

WRONG!!!

I hope Earl has the couch ready for tonight, he’ll need it.

That’ll get her talk waggin’. Now give her a treat Earl and scratch her behind the ears.

Oooooooohhhh…….. SO close……. so close

he’s getting alpo for dinner tonight

Carry some chocolates in your pocket. You know, for positive reinforcement.

Just keep digging, Earl…

In the 5th frame……just look at yesterday’s 4th frame.

She’s about to roll that sucka up

That’s the last newspaper delivery you’ll be receiving for some time Earl.

Oh, Earl!

Aaaannnd, chair flip.

Aaaaacckk!

Roll it up and smack him with it.

Oops Earl…oops!

He’s in the dog house now…

Not deliberate, he’s just dumb. He’s proved it over and over again.

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She should have let it rolled up like the paper-person did.

I was showing my stepgrandchildren my cat’s trick. “Up. Up” and she would jump up on a table. “Good girl.” I said, patting her.

One of the children nearly broke my heart when she said, “I want to be a good girl, too.”

Earl is a work in progress. It may look like he hasn’t progressed very far, but who knows what he used to be like?

So close!

Panel 5 was edited out. Earl is in the hospital having the paper removed from his rectum.

Earl ….. you just “COULDN’T” leave well enough alone ………….. :)

Well, Opal has been a beach to Earl for the last few decades,

Don’t forget to rub her belly

Uh-oh, Earl…

I was not aware that Earl had a death wish.

POW!!

Get it yourself, Earl.

I would throw the newspaper back on the front porch and maybe go out for breakfast myself.

Slightly funny.

I would whack his nose with rolled up newspaper!

I always chuckle at how B Crane portrays the Pickles as so old-fashioned. No modern man in his right mind would ever ask his wife to bring him something. He needs to get it himself. A spouse is not a servant.

You’ve been married how long, Earl?

OHHHHH, He was so close…

What ever happened to “Thank you”?