…when you come home from a business trip…or even a vacation!…and wish you could sit back and relax….
….and you don’t even know where Rusty is.
(There was all sorts of neat action with an ol’ grizzly and a mama cougar and her baby while Mark was coming home from Arizona, too!)
And I think I forgot to welcome Mark home!
…one of those days, and sometimes you can’t get away from them.
(But sometimes it’s kind cute….)
…but it’s a pretty good still life for the funny pages!
Now clean up this mess, Marie. You haven’t forgotten how to clean up the kitchen already, have you, Marie?
…that there will be an ending (good, bad or indifferent) to the current Mary Worth bloatacular. I’m not so sure.
Indulge me in creating my own end to this French fairy tale starring Hugo as the lowly house painter and Dawn as the frog…
Bravo! Bravo!
…let’s go home, if there aren’t any more animals.
The tide is high! The lovers cannot contain themselves! Oh, well.
Looks like Mutts and Sherman the shark and the Melonheads (and who knows who else?) will be hitting the beach. Or the water. Or something.
Still, you have to be careful…
Or not, particularly if you have nine lives (and a little pink sock)…
Taking care of Jeffy would be great practice for you kids…
…only that Dawn ‘n’ Hugo ‘n’ Dolly ‘n’ Billy ‘n’ Jeffy ‘n’ PJ all deserve to be forced into one small watery area. For a long, long time.
…because even the Moonpie Saloon and Pizza Joint has standards, or at least closing hours. What’s a young couple to do?
…I just hope that this place doesn’t have a 90-minute limit, like some of the cheap AYCE buffets in Las Vegas! (And I do like Dawn’s derailed train of thought, too.)
