Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for April 07, 2020

Artie is about to have blemishes on several of his surfaces.

Artie sees himself as the Evel Knievel of Ballard Street.

Bite ’m!

At the last moment, he chickens out. Yes, Artie chokes.

I’m glad he has a helmet, but I think he is in for a bad case of stair rash. That band will likely pitch him nose first. His poor dog does not know how to stop him.

I’ll bet the neighborhood kids love Artie.

He’s going to be a limp lump of flesh on the surface of the front lawn.

Remember when Mike Holmes came to Ballard to do porch repairs? Artie has him on speed dial.

…and he flies through the air, with the greatest of ease, the Artie of fools, lands right up a tree…..splat

You folks have more faith in Artie’s grasp of physics than I do. I can’t see releasing both legs at the same time; I think he’ll be wrapped around one of those porch posts.

So, what is that sling made of, Mildred’s pantyhose?

Restraint is a rare commodity on Ballard Street.

If his timing is right.. he hopes to intercept that new good looking neighbor that goes for her walk about now.

Is that Scooter? I love Scooter!!!!

“The best laid plans of mice and Artie oft gang agley…”

At his age with brittle bones, he should know better.

That is one pitiful looking dog!!