
This was actually inspired by my niece when she was little. Her father was going to Seattle and she was determined to find out who Attle was.

This was actually inspired by my niece when she was little. Her father was going to Seattle and she was determined to find out who Attle was.

There’s something about the old song. I don’t know what it is. And just because they’re old it doesn’t mean they’re good. Think Gregorian chants.

I never really understood that song anyway. So I have always figured it was about going to the restroom.

This is the kind of ‘toon I love coming up with. Where the characters are somehow aware of comic strip tropes.

I don’t care if I have the best yard in the neighborhood. I just don’t want to have the worst.

I have had a Weedeater for some time now, the mechanical kind. I didn’t think it was a very good one, until I learned how to use it

Mistletoe should look like the toes of a missile, if you ask me. English is a fun language.

I’ve thought this about that song (Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee) since I was a child.

There used to be a restaurant near here called Butterlove. They went out of business between when I drew this cartoon and when it was published. Not my fault!

Does your family do that? Ours does, but I start to feel repetitive. (If you had Doctor Tuttle in your local paper, you would have seen this strip last week.)