The other day, I noticed that the air-filled packing pillows that I was holding on to were taking up an awful lot of room. I had some fun stabbing them and smashing them and tossing them in the recycle bin. Later that same day(!), I was boxing up some books I plan to take to my cousin and realized I could have really used those packing pillows to fill out the book box. Sigh.
Many, many years ago, in my first apartment after college, I had a ‘portable’ black and white tv with a screen about the size of an iPad. Nick, my tuxedo boy, loved to lay over the top, hanging his head and front legs over the screen and bat at any movement. He particularly enjoyed the Blackhawks hockey games. One day, a horrible stench emanated from the tv. Nick had apparently peed on the tv. I never figured it out as he had very good litter box manners. Maybe the excitement of a hockey game was too much for him!
And you sleep comfortably in your bed at night, in his presence, warm Ratkin?
“Is it just for the moment we live?”. In Jules’ case, yesssss!
Waiting impatiently for his turn!
My folks gave me a ‘64 cherry red Mustang convertible for a graduation present. But, as I was still living at home, my dad had dibs on driving it, which he did, although he was a bit embarrassed about the pink rose I tied to the radio antenna!
I love the second panel. Calvin’s statement must be the corollary of ‘Never ask a question you don’t know the answer to’.
And I feel sorry for the dog….
I often do the same thing. I hate driving, especially on the highway; following a truck seems to relieve a lot of stress.
The foolheartiness of The Man’s action will be demonstrated soon enough.