
I miss my treadmill. Just doesn’t fit in our current house. (I don’t miss it a lot, just some.)

I miss my treadmill. Just doesn’t fit in our current house. (I don’t miss it a lot, just some.)

I know people who would go for this. Me, I would love to have more caffeine, but I have my limits (10 oz DP a day).

The video in question was about this rescue beaver that kept damning up the hallway with the couch cushions. Very funny and cute.

Maybe that was what my writing career needed: a doghouse! Too late now.

I was seeing a documentary where they did work on an elephant’s foot. Pretty strenuous.

One of the abbreviations we would actually use back in hospice. Always wondered if it might cause a problem

The picture in the 3rd panel came to me one day and I sketched it on the notes I was taking for something else. The setup was easy after that.

I was really happy with the expression on Flatfoot’s face in the last panel. And no, I don’t know who the victim is he’s carrying.

It is a puzzle. And yet, it’s an honored profession and calling.

I like Pete’s self-awareness here. Completely opposite from people in the real world.