I have fond memories of hunting for our cat, up and down the street, in back yards, even in garbage cans, in the middle of winter. We found her in my son’s bureau drawer.
And Chas is surprised?
Obviously Ma Doonesbury does not share everything with her family!
First LOL for me today too!
Why do I feel no one will “get” Petey’s costume this year either?
Good thing they don’t have to take public transit home.
I must have been an innocent in those days and never realized how much the ads were aimed at men. Sex sells gum????
Poor Dad – his hopes of a Darin-free house are fading rapidly.
Good thing it’s a cold drink! She should have started with a little ear nuzzle and worked her way down.