Fred! So YOU started the bone thieving! You know all those bones Jock steals from you in future strips? You only have yourself to blame. You knew that bone wasn’t just lying around. You stole it while Jock was digging his hidey hole. So Jock just returned the favor of thieving your bones many times over. You know what they say about karma.
But Fred, look at the difference in your sizes and weight. I know it wasn’t on purpose, and I’m sure he does also, but a 50-60 pound basset standing on such a small foot must really hurt more than just an OUCH amount. Have some patience.
Well, she did leave it there without a DO NOT TOUCH note so can he be blamed? Only if he knew she was baking a special cake for the church bake sale. However, I do think she’s going to be quite angry.
You and Jock strayed into the Grosvenor gang’s territory? If I were you two, I’d be scuttling back to my side of town. I’m not sure that even a sausage would be a reason for going there.
Isn’t that always the way? You get all dressed up in nice duds and look great, and you see no one you know. You go the next time dressed, shall we say, a little too comfy and looking a bit of a mess and you run into everyone you know in the world. You can try again, though. Plenty of opportunities to wear the new coat and for her to wear the new outfit.
Always! But yes, when it looks like all is lost, and they’re down to their last bullets, you will suddenly hear that trumpeter sounding “CHARGE” and the Calvert will come charging to the rescue. At least if it’s a John Wayne movie.
Fred! So YOU started the bone thieving! You know all those bones Jock steals from you in future strips? You only have yourself to blame. You knew that bone wasn’t just lying around. You stole it while Jock was digging his hidey hole. So Jock just returned the favor of thieving your bones many times over. You know what they say about karma.