Peanuts by Charles Schulz for June 16, 1985

Transcript:

Spike stands amidst several cacti in the desert. He touches his paw to one and jumps up in the air from the pain thinking,"Yipe!"<BR><BR> He touches another one and jumps thinking,"Ouch!" He writes a letter that reads,"Dear Dad, Guess what..."<BR><BR> He touches one and again jumps and thinks,"Ow!" He writes,"I have joined a square dance group."<BR><BR> He continues to jump and shout in pain. He writes,"We must once a week..."<BR><BR> He continues to jump and shout in pain. He writes,"We hold hands, and dance around and around.:<BR><BR> He continues to jump and shout in pain. He writes,"Anyway, Happy Father's day! You son, Spike"<BR><BR> He sits on the desert ground with one hand bandaged and writing with the other on a piece of paper placed upon a rock. He concludes in his letter,"P.S. Please excuse my shaking..I am writing with my left hand."<BR><BR>