Monty by Jim Meddick for September 27, 2023

EARPLUGS !!!!

What started out as a ruff night …

Time to take job with a night shift.

Polly wants a cracker…..hilarious.

Is “Polly” Moodog’s Pilsner?

Monty needs to get a white noise machine! Now that I live in the middle of town (after living amongst the farmers and fields my entire life) i have 1 going pretty much 24/7. It blocks out just about everything and really helps to keep my own dogs quiet since they had been barking inside the house at all the unfamiliar sounds we could hear coming from the neighbors

Now everyone’s gets into the act…LOL

I remember some Disney cartoon movie where all the dogs in London started barking at midnight. (101 Dalmatians?)

Monty sleeps with his glasses on?

Great. Now I want a cracker.

As my mom use to day, you need to cut that dog’s tail off, right behind it’s ears. ……………………. What ?

My son had a landlady that had a rooster that woke everyone up at daylight. Complaining fell on deaf ears. She then took in a stray dog that did his business all over the yard and she would not clean up after it. One morning we all got to sleep in – Hurray!!! Found out the dog killed and ate the rooster. She got rid of the dog. Me, I would have cleaned up after him the rest of his life!

The old anthology TV series Naked City (set in New York) always ended with the tagline “There are 8 million stories in the naked city. This has been one of them.” And I remember thinking that it’s a testament to human adaptability that we could cram 8 million people into a space that size and not end up with 7 million corpses.

Notice how there are never any screens or storm windows on the windows or doors in the comics and even on some TV shows and movies?

Just wait until the trucks start having honking arguments

Still wearing his glasses to bed? At least they have glow-in-the-dark frames!

Pilsner, Fleshy, and a few neighborhood dogs are having a great time.

I wish there was a way to tell Jim meddick that his comics are the best one I’ve ever known!

i’m seriously considering getting a slingshot to use on the crow that sits on the wire outside, squawking every few seconds, all %$*@ day long…

What do you mean, “we didn’t start the fire,” Monty?

You most certainly did. No sympathy here.

(My preferred sleep sound accompaniment, if any, is to leave on the classical music radio station….)