Lynn's Comments: Our small dog, Willy, loved everyone. The only time he'd bark with any kind of viciousness was when he saw the snow plow. He would chase it down our lane, believing for all the world that he had saved us from a monster.
Lynn's Comments: This was done at the time when my parents were leaving their house of many, many years. My mother had more plastic containers than anyone you can imagine.
Lynn's Comments: Looking at these last 2 days worth of strips, I see that I've used the word "ready" 7 times. If I was checking the work of a student, I'd point this out right away as an error in the script!
Lynn's Comments: When I was a kid, I loved to teach my younger brother to do stuff our mom would object to. For example, I got him to thump back and forth in his stroller so it was harder to push, and I showed him how to bite the bottom off his ice cream cone so the ice cream would drip through. I don't know why I did these things. The results didn't go well for either of us.
Lynn's Comments: The story lines about high school crushes attracted in a whole group of new teenage readers who stuck around for the soap opera drama. You might be one of those people!