Lynn's Comments: My mother did this. She bought my brother and me each a thesaurus and we were to learn a new word each day. Far from resenting this project, we enjoyed it. If you want to express yourself well, you need a vocabulary!
Lynn's Comments: Our dog Willy would wait until we had finished eating before he dug into his kibble. If there was the smallest chance of leftovers, he wanted to be sure he had room. I did this strip with compassion and understanding—I wouldn't want to eat the same thing everyday either!
Lynn's Comments: This one strip brought so many comments that I had to have help to answer the mail. It seems that most of us see our pets as part of the family.
Lynn's Comments: After all the care we put into choosing their food, a dog usually prefers garbage. A garbage-flavoured kibble might be something to consider.
Lynn's Comments: Anyone who owns a large, hairy dog will see themselves in this Sunday page. The first folks to come up with the idea of a pet grooming business, really knew what they were doing!
Lynn's Comments: I waited in the clinic like a worried parent. (Here the story was about the imaginary Farley.) Our little spaniel was limping and fretful, but amazingly happy and easy to manage.
Lynn's Comments: What had happened was exactly this. The kids had been attaching streamers and other things to the dog’s legs using elastic bands. They had forgotten to take one of them off and the elastic worked its way down to the bone!
Doctors and veterinarians must think they've seen it all and then something like this comes along. We all felt so badly. The elastic was completely invisible in the dog’s thick fur. We had no idea what was hurting him.
Lynn's Comments: My dog Farley did lie in and roll on my freshly planted flower beds. I was so angry with him. Then I thought about how hot he was and how cool it would have felt to lie on a nice bed of freshly turned earth with soft plants. I understood what he’d done was innocent and for a reason. But I was still really angry with him.
Lynn's Comments: There were a lot of frogs in our old neighbourhood. You knew it was spring when you could hear them in the wetlands near our house. Our dog never went looking for them with this kind of enthusiasm…he was too smart. The kids, however, did.