A third panel would have been nice-with the clown a beat-up mess like Beetle Bailey after a run-in with sarge!
Or diarrhea!
It wouldn’t matter if Peekaboo had just eaten, she would still be tantalized by the bird. It’s just a cat’s nature.
He always thought the boss was a devil. He just didn’t know he was THE Devil!
Maybe it’s time for a “Right Turn, Clyde!”
I agree with you. Second from the left is Pablo.
Definitely time for separate bedrooms, preferably one with a large lock on the inside of the door for him.
Honey bucket, slop jar – either name, nothing sounds like the clang of the lid on one of those things in the middle of the night! Brings back memories of long ago!
Susie Schroeder, that phrase seems to be your only mantra: “Stupid Cat”. Did a cat hurt you as a child?
Dogs get separation anxiety and make bigger messes than cats do!
A third panel would have been nice-with the clown a beat-up mess like Beetle Bailey after a run-in with sarge!