Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for May 17, 2022

Bite his skinny little ankles, Chester.

Chester tried biting those dangling balls on Egbert’s pant legs a few times, but the ensuing falls always ended pulling too hard on his leash

A Ballard Street mystery: Why is it that every time Lester takes Chester out for a walk there is no one else on the street nor on the porches, but if you look real close you can see curtains and blinds moving?

Poor animal needs eye and brain bleach after that.

Poor little Doggie, let’s take up a fund to buy him sun glasses so he can walk incognito.

Chester is a purist. Walks are supposed to be done walking – not hopping – or pirouetting.

the owner is on prozac apparently – give Chester some prozac

If Chester doesn’t go on these walks, it only gets worse. And Chester does have to live with him. (He can’t live without him – he is his food source.)

I never knew Liberace had a dog.

Chester, the neighborhood flamenco enthusiast.

But when he gets home dinner time is simply marvelous.

Chester the dog is totally imbarrased!

It is better, however. The authorities have finally convinced Lester that clothes are not optional…

Chester is so embarrassed he doesn’t even leave his mark on the lamp posts to let the other dogs know he came by

During hunting season (Spring) my cat frequently indicates to me (by meaningful looks) that I am walking too loudly when she is studying potential prey. She likes walking with me but sometimes I can tell she is embarrassed, like having a unruly kitten along.

Chester ’s sure it was his turn to wear the bells.

Monroe, the neighborhood flamenco enthusiast and his long suffering dog who bares the burden of being his long suffering dog.

Chester just hopes that no one who knows him sees him on these walks.