PCC(E) appears to have eaten some bad seafood last night, so posting (and his alimentary canal) may be a bit light; I will be merciful and spare you the details. As always, I’ll do my best. On this day in history, the Continental Congress approved the Articles of Confederation (1777), a precursor to the American Constitution; and, on November 15, 1932, Petula Clark and Alvin Plantinga were born: I know which I prefer. Meanwhile in Dobrzyn, the animals are plotting against poor Andrzej:
Hili: We must assume that he will not stand it much longer.
Cyrus: Jump on his keyboard and he’ll finally move, and we then can go for a walk.
Hili: Musimy założyć, że on długo tego nie wytrzyma.
Cyrus: Wskocz mu na klawiaturę, to w końcu się ruszy i pójdziemy na spacer.
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And, in the forests around Wroclawek, Leon remains dapper:
Leon: Wait, I will just wash my paws. You have to look decent even in the forest.
As even more lagniappe, courtesy of Linda Calhoun, I’ll add this new Non Sequitur strip by Wiley Miller:
There is much truth in this, grasshopper…
Our pet seems to plan and plot all day for the ritual outing, and nudges and insists if too much time has past. They say pet owners are healthier. It must be the walkies.
We’re generally more sleep-deprived though. We have an old cat who can outdo any rooster at dawn. I confess that there have been thoughts of neck-wringing too from one household member.
Really nice Hili dialogue this morning. Good pictures, information and the funnies.
Funny, just before coming here this morning I had seen and laughed at this and wondered if PCC had seen it.
To be clear, I am referring to Wiley’s cartoon.
Get well soon, PCC(E). I hope it wasn’t sushi — feeling for that today.
Looks like Leon stepped in something….
b&
Ugh, bad seafood! I hope you feel better soon. It’s my fear every time I eat sushi.
So much for Andrzej’s work; when pets are in cahoots, resistance is futile!