Knee: That's a grand gesture, Itchy! Are you going to have yourself frozen? Or preserved in formalin?
Itchy: [Standing underneath the T. Rex skeleton] Actually, I was hoping to be fossilised.
Gosh, it’s been a long time. I’ve forgotten how to do all these little steps, so I hope it all comes out in the end.
Google tells me that the email subscription service is (or has already?) come to an end, so if that’s the way you subscribed so far it won’t work in the future. RSS should still work, and for example I use feedly.com for reading content like that.
I think this doodle creature was inspired by one of the characters in Karen’s show.
This courageous creature was launched by a discussion of words containing the stem “drome” (from the Greek drómos, meaning running or racetrack.)
There’s no joke here, I just thought that Itchy and Knee deserved to have a bit of enjoyment now and then. And the idea of their round heads in round space helmets was irresistible.
[I did this drawing in black ink for Inktober, and then inverted it during scanning.]
Today’s comic stars a very young Itchy. Maybe this is how he became the way he is…
Gosh, it’s been a while since I’ve posted. Sorry about that.
Anyway, turns out that taking pity on the cute* likkle wood mouses and letting them use our house during the cold spell was not without consequence. After finding mouse droppings on the breakfast table even Karen was convinced that murine check-out time had now arrived. We baited the (humane!) trap with peanut butter, which the little dears love so much that even once the trap door is opened to freedom they’d still rather have just one more little nibble before they go.
Six so far, and counting.
UPDATE: We took about 14 mice away, or possibly two mice seven times each (on average.) Then Karen took two of them a lot further away and now we have no mice at all. The house is quiet and sad again — we miss them. (But not their poo.)
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*oh! But they are SO cute!
Here’s something I found coming out of my sketchbook last weekend, sitting quietly in Sylvie’s Café with a hot drink and a slice of cake. Not sure where it came from. Or where it’s going.