Just shouldn’t be allowed.
Why do they make me print my e-ticket? And charge me for the privilege too? What a waste of toner!
The style of this comic was inspired by the amazing Tom Gauld.
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.
Life imitates art. In the middle of inking this one I decided my ink brush was not up to the job. I refused to finish the comic until I got a new one. I think I must be a real princess.
Before you say anything, this cartoon passed my primary test filter. Which is: to make Karen laugh.
My first comic creation act with my shiny new lightbox. (A lightbox makes it easy to copy a rough drawing to a final fair copy, or, in this case, to replicate shapes and objects to help keep them consistent from frame to frame.)
I had some fun looking at some original Sidney Paget art to base these characters on. Apparently Sidney got the job by mistake — the publishers of the Strand Magazine thought they were hiring his younger brother, Walter.
Happy Seasonal Greetings to all my readers.
And apologies to fans of Sir Arthur, again.