This complete lack of attention — I’d blame someone, too…

Who’s bright idea was it to buy a house on a quarter-acre of water-guzzling lawn? Yes, YOU, Big Daddy!

And it looks like Dolly just can’t catch (or catch-up) a break…

It’s those lazy, hazy, crazy days of summer (well, in five days or so):

And a guest-inspired strip to keep Big Daddy naked…

Funny, though, how sometimes profound insight occurs in the Kean Kompound (funnier still when it comes from Jeffy):

And, for once, an off-strip narrator must speak (“Not Me”!):

I don’t know if “deepy” is a word. If we’re at the Keane Kompound, it probably is.

And for us Aurilophiles (or “Libby-lovers”), since it’s nearly a sure bet that we won’t be seeing her in the next Mary-Worth Saga…

And it’s not like we ever saw Big Daddy Bil having to sequester at home with all the Melonheads during the ‘rona pandemic…so suck it, Bil!

At least the Keanes know (or at least Dolly knows) that the Coronavirus pandemic isn’t over yet…

Go get ’em, Thel!

…into the summer season…Happy Memorial Day, folks!

And you know, no matter what Dolly is told, she’s going to screw up the story again…

The Keanes are apparently anti-vaxxers, for man and beast alike…

Meanwhile, home-schooling is serving Billy well…he’s learning the art of negotiation!

The Keanes have a FUNNY one-panel comic. The dialog is right, the drawing’s right (PJ looking a little hesitant as how all of this is going to play out)…how can one improve it?

Okay, I REALLY considered leaving it alone, but you know, that’s just not me.

With the Keane family sheltering at home (opleaseopleaseoplease), everyone plans for the time when the isolation ends and celebrations can resume…

Yes, EVERYONE…

Still, everything is back to normal at the end of the day…

New day…whatever.

Yeah, Big Daddy, I’m sure we’re all looking forward to the end of shelter-from-home and the religious debates that our daily conversations have devolved into…

Billy’s lucky. If I’d said anything clever or off-the-cuff to my mother, it would’ve been a good, hard slap. None of this namby-pamby wave-a-towel_around stuff…

So the stay-at-home restrictions have been lifted, not that anyone anticipates Jeffy going outside and appalling the neighbors.

Wow! Isn’t that a lovely empty TP roll! Nice work, Jeff Keane! Now work on those trolls that are called “children.”

Don’t let the Man (or the big sister) get you down, Jeffy! You are the shining beacon for low-level IQ holders everywhere!

(We would also have accepted a week-old melted Peep or your coughed up pancreas. Thanks to FB’s Mark Taylor and Fou Foust fot those inspirations!)

Wow…this might actually be a slight (yeah, I said SLIGHT) reference to the Covid-19 pandemic, as the Family Circus rockets into the 21st Century from the 1970s!

Bottom Line: everyone hates Jeffy.

I’d like to think that stupid little Jeffy occasionally turns the tables on stupid little Dolly…

Introducing #45 Covid Buster! Would the Li’l Orange Menace doubt the Big Orange one?

The Keane household is just burgeoning with Good Health and Good Sanitation. It’s a miracle that any of the little Melonheads ever come out of the bathroom.

…it’s not that Jeffy or Dolly or Billy are experiencing deep emotional growth and upheaval…they’re just assorted pains in the butt.

Oh, Jeffy, you have a lot to learn — like modern slang.

On the other hand, Billy is beginning to figure out how to solve problems! Good for you!

And PJ is NOT getting off easy this week…Billy and Dolly better be going back to school soon!

When all the Melonheads are “sheltering in place,” an occasional boo-boo is bound to happen. And why bother running to the doctor/Urgent Care/Emergency Room when Mommy and her trusty box o’ cotton balls are right there?

Meanwhile, Billy has doubts about Mommy’s intuitive skills.

Fortunately, Jeffy, being a comic character, never stays dead for long…well, until Big Daddy ultimately gets his hands on the little squid. In the meantime, there’s always Thel.

Sputum? Cream of Wheat?

And like we care if Jeff Keane or a hapless chimpanzee actually draws and offers the laffs in Family Circus:

Big Daddy’s MIA for two weeks, and Billy was forced into indentured servitude. Yeah, like anyone cared!