Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Old comic about fish while you wait...
I feel terrible about making folks wait so long for a new comic, but the next death story is completely freakin' awesome and I have been taking my sweet time.
So in the interim I offer you an older comic from years ago about my first fishing trip with my Moma. I love writing about my Mom because her life is full of adventure and fun (and work). I always worry about depicting her in two dimensions since she is a complicated lady, but I love her a whole bunch and I hope that my clumsy efforts will be sufficient.
I am a big freaking baby when it comes to killing animals (bugs included) for any reason, even to alleviate suffering. Just yesterday I saw a very small animal in on the highway and it was clearly beyond saving. I had time to aim for it with the car but I couldn't make myself swerve. My Mom would've done something more helpful.
Which is why she has five rescued dogs, and I have one cat...which she rescued for me.