Slaving away... for you!

So here I am, feverishly working on my next cartoon blog post. I have to say, my "artistic" sense has really come along since the first muskrat drawing!  My dogs are now looking like... dogs!  Ok, kind of like dogs. I still need to think REEEEALLY hard and not forget important things like ears, or noses and crooked hind legs.  And 9 times out of 10 they come out looking like pigs, but hey! What else have I got to do with my time??

Heck, I even found myself asking PB the other day to model for me. It went something like this:  "ok PB, just turn sideways... ok, now pant a bit so your tongue hangs out..." and she was all like "what? You want me to stand TWOINCHES away from your face so you can pet me all day and night??" She is useless.

But it is also taking FOREVAH!!!!  So be patient, it is a hilarious story if I do say so myself. It would have been classic if I had a helmet cam for the whole ordeal, but this is the next best thing I suppose.

In the meantime! Here is the maniac, who knows I have a ball hidden in my pocket. She is so optimistic that I'm going to keep throwing it a million times in a row, just for HER! Though I never do, she keeps hoping...

 

This is the lazy way of walking the dogs after work - I take 'em into the deep snow and make them flail around. They love it!

 

 Run you little buggers, RUNNNNN!!!!!! Come back nice 'n tired, mkay?

Woody acts like a little puppy in this stuff, he kills me. He bounces around looking like he's lost voluntary control of his body, but he's really just excited. Then he bodychecks his scrawny body into me, but he ends up falling on his head usually. Don't worry, this usually has no effect on his future cognitive abilities.

You talkin' about me????