The week we got our German (all black) Shepard, Tara, she was one night barking constantly at the front windows. My mother called her a bad dog and when she wouldn’t stop she was confined to the untility room. The next day we discovered why she was barking so much — someone stole our front-lawn furniture.
Masterius over 10 years ago
Chtulu lives!
blunebottle over 10 years ago
…..just tryin’ t’warn you…cheesh!
LeoAutodidact over 10 years ago
It’s Halloween, Cthulu is WATCHING you!
(So, just HOW bad WERE you last night!)
Michael Rosser Premium Member over 10 years ago
That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with stranger aeons, even death may die.
phaze58 over 10 years ago
wow shades of HP Lovecraft !
echoraven over 10 years ago
Very cool!
gcwh over 10 years ago
Would love to know Normie’s reaction to that… long lost relative?
bruinsfan77 over 10 years ago
id really like to know why the comics are not being emailed to me anymore
Piksea Premium Member over 10 years ago
Egads! Is that a kracken?
Me3000 over 10 years ago
is he looking for the ewok cats?
rocketscientist over 10 years ago
Sophie’s only hope is to use the “elder bark”.
Jessica_D over 10 years ago
Yikes!orMaybe he/it is looking for his share of the candy from last night.
sgs13 over 10 years ago
Brian, you’re the best!
DavidHurley Premium Member over 10 years ago
No one takes a cute little guard dog seriously.
Dry and Dusty Premium Member over 10 years ago
Awesome!
jthurber over 10 years ago
That’s my pup! I always check…just in case…
Sad Kitty Premium Member over 10 years ago
Looks Like an Ood.
Hunter7 over 10 years ago
Sophie should learn…sometimes its better not to let anyone know you’re home.
Cat Hammer over 10 years ago
The cats aren’t there,,, jumped to the moon, I suppose?
The Rolling Cat over 10 years ago
To judge from this and other strips I’ve seen today, Halloween isn’t quite over yet.
Wiredwizard over 10 years ago
Ia’ Cthulhu! Ia’ Cthulhu! Ia’! Ia’!
Robeykr over 10 years ago
The week we got our German (all black) Shepard, Tara, she was one night barking constantly at the front windows. My mother called her a bad dog and when she wouldn’t stop she was confined to the untility room. The next day we discovered why she was barking so much — someone stole our front-lawn furniture.