Bye Week

Bye Week
"Can you tell I'm mailing this one in?"

You know what?! I've got too much going on to write a full post this week. It's late Wednesday night and nobody's paying me anyway. I do have a lovely story for next week, but it's not fully baked yet, so I don't want to do the Squatchpawians a disservice.

But because I care deeply about your experience, you're still get three new cartoons that were resoundingly rejected by The New Yorker, and that I thought I would retool and resubmit, until I got myself into a pinch where I needed some content as audience-appeasement bait. Here you go.

You're welcome, you ingrates.

Right? Best thing to do is to appreciate any time you have while you're here and keep moving forward. But by all means, if you need someone to talk to, please find some help. And I hope they treat you nicely.

And if, for whatever reason, you need a different form of relaxation– well, at least try not to hurt anybody...


P.s. - I need to throw a shout out to Dr. Rick LeCouteur, a professor of mine in vet school who is now an accomplished children's book author. He's got a new book in his series, which uses animals to teach children about being good humans (how could I not love that?!). He's been a supporter of my writing now and I am deeply grateful. Especially because I played a parodied version of him for a vet school video while still taking one of his classes! Thanks Dr. LeCouteur!

Greg Bishop

Greg Bishop

A veterinarian with unquenchable creative impulses. Unquenchable? Hmmm... creative "tendencies"? Well, it depends on how well I slept last night. Also a writer, illustrator and whatever-elser.
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