Dog Eat Doug by Brian Anderson for August 01, 2020

We certainly have been in the Midwest, so much rain, and now it’s supposed to be cool in August. The hurricanes are chipping right in as well. The seasons seem confused.

What does the Farmer’s Almanac say about 4-part harmonies and early-onset cold fronts?

hello my honey

hello my baby,

hello, my ragtime gal………..

Looks like you’ve already had some funky weather and this is what happens.

Wowsers! I’m sure that level of bird orchestration is a sign of something but I have no idea what. Better to just get out of town for a few days.

Pudding on my top hat, pudding on my white tie, pudding on my tails…

My end of the apartment building is a mere 12-feet from the beginning of the woods so I hear all the birds waking up in the morning. There’s a new one I’ve never heard before that sounds like Yoink Yoink! It’s close by, but i haven’t caught sight of it.

Eerie timing for this one Brian with the hurricane possibly hitting eastern NC next week. We’re at our Oak Island house now watching that sucker and planning our move based on the path and strength.

That or they drank some tainted water.

An anti Hitchcock version of The Birds, and yet still disturbing

Looks like those squirrelly squirrels have some serious competition. Let the games begin! (Be safe, my neighbours to the South).

Rufus Thomas Do the Funky Chicken?

This is a classic.