Comic 1331 - Bounding down the cliff

26th Feb 2020, 6:01 AM in Spirit of Adventure
Bounding down the cliff
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Lackinganame 26th Feb 2020, 6:01 AM edit delete
When we where young my brother wanted a pygmy goat for a pet. (Don't know why or how he found out the local pet store was selling some) He worked hard and proved he was responsible for a pet so he got one that he named "Cutie" Well as Cutie grew older it started getting nub horns and would head butt me in the knees. I didn't like that. But Cutie terrified my sister. When my sister was little she had long bright blond hair. So Cutie would knock her down, stand on her, and try to eat her hair. Ultimately Cutie had to go because some angry animal control lady (who wasn't very good at her job) said it was a farm animal and we where in the suburbs. Well a pygmy goat isn't a farm animal apparently we didn't know that at the time. But in the end it kind of worked out well because it was a way to keep my sister from going bald.

We got a dog named "Dito" after that who also became a pain in the butt.

(next update 2-28-20)


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Maryalee 26th Feb 2020, 6:58 PM edit delete reply
I'm getting a vibe of instead of "The Annals of Darrowshire", we've got "The Animals of Lackingafamily." "All My Lackinganimals." "All in the Animalacking."

I still feel like crap, but back at work. So, crap.

I see now that this plan does not, in fact, depend on stealth. Because this plan is...this plan is...the plan...they intend....

I have no idea what their plan is.

Did I mention I feel like crap?
jawbone 27th Feb 2020, 6:11 AM edit delete reply
Your lament reminds me of the title of an old song by The Fugs.
Maryalee 27th Feb 2020, 5:46 PM edit delete reply
That's before my time; but then, Zeppelin and Robert Johnson were before my time.

That's all I got. Still knackered.
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