Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for October 24, 2018

Chariot!

Zeek lived on the range before marrying in to Ballard County. Now he spends his evenings dreaming of home (on the range).

The cows look board.

Well, of course, they do. They are owned by Board’n’Milk.

This actually explains a lot.

Zeek must be the one that supplies the leather for all of the Ballard Street men’s pants.

Come morning it’s all head ’em up, move ’em out.

Least ways that’s what Maxine tells Zeek.

Best thing about his herd, no pooper scoopers required. Bad thing about the herd, no fertilizer for the lawn. At least they aren’t grazing.

Roundup is a long and arduous task as they drive the cattle to the railhead at Sedalia.

Herd of cardboard cut ups?

Good morning, Sheriff.

Funny how apropos that greeting is this morning, taking into account the comics subject matter.

:D

Love the chaps. We need more chaps. No, wait.. that was a Freddie Mercury thing. Never mind.

Zeek’s not packin ! What if some rustler’s show up tonight! ;o]

♪ I’m an old cow hand on the Rio Grande ♫♪♫

He better round them up before Halloween. They will either be tipped over or pilled up at the end of the street.

And to make it a perfect day, some of Wishbone’s stew (er, I mean Maxine)…

Rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, keep them dogies rollin’, man my ass is swollen, Rawhide!

& they never need milking!!!

That’s not the coyotes, he’s hearing howling – it’s his long suffering spouse !

As Kramer would say: Giddy up!

Susan? More computer issues?

The disadvantage of them is they don’t graze, so Zeek will still have to mow his lawn.

Well, maybe he’ll be able to get some plank steak out of his cowpunching!

Nothing wrong with imagination.

Don’t see his six gun.. could be snakes around.