Friday, 2 December 2016


This was my favorite tradition as a kid. Typically we weren't allowed to open the Wish Book until either December or the first Sunday of Advent. But there was occasionally exceptions.

Wednesday, 30 November 2016


Olie had a very strong jaw, and tug-of-war was her favorite game. At this point in her life she had started to think of Chris as a caregiver instead of a puppy. I suppose she figured it was time to upgrade her level of play with him.

Tuesday, 29 November 2016


Hello my Friends and Relations (you)!
As of today I am off on a 2 week holiday! But don't worry, I have all two weeks of comics ready and waiting to go up on time, as usual! As I may not always be around wifi, I may not be able to share on the usual media's on time, but the comics will go up on this site regularly, so when in doubt check here! And I will try to keep the schedule normal when I do have access to wifi.
Here's to a safe journey.
See you in a couple of weeks!

Monday, 28 November 2016

Comfort Fail

I didn't break my foot when I slipped on ice, but I did sprain the heck out of it and swelled up to a lovely size and required crutches for a few weeks. Poor Olie tried to cuddle, but just succeeded on jumping on my leg. She jumped off as soon as I started yelling, and settled for just sitting on the floor close to my hands for easy access to doggy ear scratches.

Friday, 25 November 2016

Am Dog, Will Comfort

A lot of people hurt themselves by slipping on icy sidewalks. It's pretty common, and happens at least once to almost everyone in this city. I was fortunate enough to take my big spill (a few years ago) close to home, and by kind people who pulled me off the road and out of the puddle the sneaky ice was hiding in. The guy in this comic often caught the bus with me at the same time in the day, and the owner of the dog lived on my block and knew (more or less) where I lived. Even more fortunate, the Principal of my brothers elementary school saw me, pulled over, and drove me back to my house so I didn't have to hobble all the way back! The funny thing is I can remember, through closed eyes, the sound of a dogs collar jingling, then the puppy kisses, opening my eyes, recognizing the breed as a Bichon Frise and wondering if the owner got him from my old neighbours who used to breed Bichons. Don't remember everyone's name though!

Wednesday, 23 November 2016

Peacock vs First Impressions

Peacocks at the Forestry Farm (zoo) all wander free in the summer time. They're pretty friendly, they won't let you pet them, usually, but they are very used to people and small children. However every kid is a little afraid of them the first time they see a peacock. Can't really blame them when the bird is about the same size they are.

Monday, 21 November 2016

A Voice Cries Out

Tristan has some serious pipes on him. This happens at least once during every Mass. It's not always started by the same kid, but it never fails. It's like the "Twilight Bark" of babies.