The Grass We Really Need

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I have to imagine there was a time long before Target, Wal-Mart, Lowe’s, Home Depot and all of these mega-retailer stores that if you wanted something like grass seed, you walked into the local store and there were two choices; a 20 lb. bag and a 50 lb. bag.  Make your selection and go home.  And it probably worked fine for covering up those bares spots on the lawn where your dog keeps peeing and killing the grass.   My lawn has more yellow spots than a salamander.  When we go to one of the previously mentioned mega-retailer stores they have more grass seed choices than I can stand.  They don’t, however, have the one kind of grass seed  I would buy without hesitation.

Dogma #12

Dogma #12

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We have four dogs and  as any dog lover will tell you, they all have their own personalities.   The oldest dog is blind and doesn’t do much but sleep and stink.  The two puppies are just insane running around and barking without any obvious reason. The next oldest is a little over two and she often gives the illusion of knowing what we’re talking about, which is what inspired this strip.  While the puppies just seem dumb, Mindy frequently has thoughtful expressions, usually as a way of saying “hey, just so you know, that wasn’t me who did that.”   On a side note, if the inking on this one looks a little rough, that’s because it is.  Clearly I was in need of some new pens and didn’t realize it until after I scanned the strip.

Dogma #76

Dogma #76

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A couple years ago we received a popcorn maker for Christmas.  The kind that sort of looks a movie house popcorn machine, but on a smaller scale.  For whatever reason I have become the person who operates this machine; probably because it’s just about the only thing I can cook that other people will eat with being admitted to the hospital.  Anyway, the dogs love popcorn and quickly gather around as soon as they smell it.  Sometimes I think it’s a bigger deal for them than it is for the rest of us.

I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream For Chicken Fat

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Is it just my dogs or do all dogs have selective hearing?  You can all their names all day and they’re no where to be found.  Open a refrigerator or microwave door and I’m suddenly surrounded like I’m in a kennel.  Or if I say the words “chicken fat” they suddenly get a twinkle in their eye like I’m their new best friend.

Revenge of the Dog Food

Revenge of the Dog Food

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We have four dogs and none of them is exactly discreet about where they do their business in the yard.  At one we had point two pugs and for some unknown reason they always went along the perimeter of the yard, so stepping in a “present” was a rare feat.  Now it’s like dodging your way through a minefield.  Anyway, this is about the only good thing I can say about the snowbanks that still line my driveway.

Dogma #20

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This was the very first Dogma sub-strip to appear, and it was indeed inspired by this very thing.  Our Shepherd could not walk past a stain on the asphalt road without stopping to smell what it was.  If we noticed before she did, unlikely as that may be, we would try to keep her away; god only knows what it was.  Anyway, it wound being a whole new creative outlet.  I actually hate the artwork in this particular strip.  It didn’t turn out anything like I saw it in my head.