Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for January 30, 2019

Who’s a good boy, Corky?

Toot, Toot, Corky! BEEEEP!

Corky’s self esteem is improving. His embarrassment however is much worse.

“They’re honking at me”, thinks Corky. “I wonder what I did wrong this time?”

You can’t rally blame Corky. With all of the great canine talent on Ballard Street, it’s easy to be intimidated.

Do you mean “Corky the ankle biter”? It isn’t his self esteem that needs work…

It’s embarrassing to be Corky right now.

Corky is the dog I hope!

Such a good boy. Yes you are, Corky! Good Boy!

Well Corky. Your self esteem is intact. It’s your embarrassment at living with those two that is the challenge. Run off, boy. Run off, never to return.

The dog’s name is Rufus. Mr. Habner is the local perv. You don’t want to know Corky. The Ballard Street Neighborhood Association has been trying to get rid of the Habners for years.

I know some dogs who would interpret honking and waving from a car as an invitation to chase and bark.

They’re barking up the wrong tree.

The Habners need to get with the times and use Face Book to get likes and shares.

Corky just knows Miss Millie High-Maintenance is going to see this…

How about, “Honk if you think Corky is a good boy?”

Soon, Corky will unleash his gratitude for being made a public spectacle by leaving a warm gift on their new prize rug.

The Habners are barking mad.

There is a sign missing “I’m Corky!” Hanging around his cute little neck. But first things first…….don’t rush him too fast. Give him time to adjust to all the attention. Billboards and TV spots are under negotiations.