There is a ranch up near Telluride that they say belongs to Ralph Lauren. If true, I’m envious because it is a beautiful place. I just had this picture in my mind of the world’s most well-dressed cowboys, who always have to smell their best. But since this strip is only about animals, I decided it would be cows who smell nice.
I can’t use this excuse at work because I am on my 3rd boss in four years and fourth corporate overlords. And yes, I have been at the same job the whole time (I’ve not been job-hopping, the job keeps hopping on its own).
I have long wondered about this. On the day I drew this, it was a Friday and I had been sitting at a light when the tornado sirens went off. No one seemed to think anything about it. If it had been a real emergency, I don’t know how long it would have taken us to realize that.
This seemed appropriate for the times as the “impeachment proceedings” appear to me to just be a Rorshach test for the voting public (with no right answer).
