Citizen Dog by Mark O'Hare for October 10, 2013

Yes.It’s going to be a catastrophe…

New Olympic Sport?

Best to revert back to hairballs

Lookout Cuddles! It’s an ambush!

Cuddles one snow ball ain’t going to cut it, I think you need a few hundred more. Some back up kitties wouldn’t hurt either.

Cuddles last stand.

Good morning, cleo, sugar, Fellow Baby & the rest of the CD gang!

Good morning, CDers!

Fergus and his “band of brothers” had better think twice about their plan…

Cuddles’ friends know something’s in the wind…

Cooool…

Cuddles is going to need a cuddle after this upcoming experience.Good morning Grog, Dry, sugie and the Citizen of dog linebackers

This comic reminded me of a W. C. Fields skit:.Commodore Jackson(Fields): My last encounter with the redskins was over thirty-five years ago. I was a mere stripling. Skeptical Passenger in pilot house: Is that so? [skeptically] Commodore Jackson: I whipped out my revolver… Skeptical Passenger in pilot house: Revolvers weren’t invented thirty-five years ago. [sneering] Commodore Jackson: Uh… uh… I know that, but the Indians didn’t know it. It doesn’t matter – I threw it away. Female passenger: Oh, how exciting – please don’t interrupt. Commodore Jackson: I had just swum the rapids. I had my canoe under one arm and a Rocky Mountain goat under the other. Skeptical Passenger in pilot house: How could you swim without the use of your arms? Commodore Jackson: Uh, uh… in those days I had, uh, I had very strong legs. Uh, excuse me [sheepishly doffs hat to woman] Commodore Jackson: , very strong limbs. Female passenger: You must have been full of fire in your youth. Commodore Jackson: I had to carry fire insurance until I was over forty. As I arrived at the river bank, I was encountered by the entire tribe of the Shug Indians. The most ferocious… have you ever been to Shug country? Skeptical Passenger in pilot house: No, I haven’t. [glaring at the Commodore] Commodore Jackson: Uh, that’s fine. I unsheathed my Bowie knife and [slowly and dramatically] Commodore Jackson: cut a path through this wall of human flesh, dragging my canoe behind me. Female passenger: [collapsing] Oh, oh, oh… oh. Commodore Jackson: Ah, I’m sorry. Perhaps I’ve gone too far. Skeptical Passenger in pilot house: What, what happened to the goat? [no trace of skepticism] Commodore Jackson: He was very good with mustard.

Good Morning Grog, Dry, Cleo & all CDers out there.

found when posting cat pics at my fave cat strip…had to show it to you guys…

Good late afternoon Fellow Baby, cleo, sugie and all ye’ gathered here!

Stel and Linda LOVE THE PICTURES! Stel those “gang” photos are AWESOME!

Let’s get ready to rumble!

The one at the middle top of the cats walking really looks like a gang! It’s hilarious!

And Linda love the 3 dogs looking out the window!

Oh Linda we’re so glad you are home!

Green dogs! Hmmmm!

Is Cuddles being led to his doom? Or is the Cat Brigade coming up behind him? Cats have nine lives for a reason.

Good Night Citizen’s of Dogs and dog runners.

Good night Shika! Quiet here tonight, and I am leaving soon as well.

Happy Birthday Happy!

I’m out soon myself.An early start tomorrow. I’m worn out tonight.Good night people and pets.