Pickles by Brian Crane for May 31, 2020

what a senior moment for Opal

I did something close to that tonight. The TV went on search mode so I knew I must have accidentally pushed a button on the remote control.

It took me a couple of minutes to find it.

Opal’s right: the TV is haunted. By Roscoe’s butt.

Roscoe, the tele-guider dog !

Hummmm … This a remote horror story !

If he’s scratching himself, you may want to check out why…

Old fashion TV’s still but have remotes for our DVD players as we don’t watch regular TV but our collection of DVDs. Tonight we rewatched a couple of episodes of Charmed. Got a later start so no movie for tonight. We will watch one on Sunday night though.

Earl you should leave the remote on the TV area (if you don’t need it and are watching the show through) or end table as hard to see in the comic if there is one, so you have it handy, that is what my hubby asks me to do.

Unless you are on the X-Files, there is always a simple explanation.

The fleas are heeeeeeere

My Tigger does this all the time…too funny!

“They’re heeeerrre!” Those darned fleas are back. What? You thought it was Poltergeist or something?

LOL

“Butt surfing”! ;o)

I have two remotes that control my TV. One is for over the air channels, the other is for any streaming channels or components like the DVD player. So frustrating when you push buttons and nothing happens. When I finally realize that I have the wrong remote, I keep telling myself that I have been stupid again.

Remotely butting.

I haven’t seen this happen in years. Dad bought our first color TV around 1960. It had a primitive remote. Every time Bounce, our dog, scratched the channel would change. The tags on his collar would bang against each other. Dads solution was to Duct Tape the tags, “Problem Solved”

I think I would give that remote a good cleaning.

At least he didn’t chew it up like my brother’s dog did.

Remember when TV sets had dials? My father’s idea of “remote control” was telling me to get up and change the channel.

I watch TV in my bed in the evening so I will have both cats and my dog on the bed watching with me. It’s happened more than once that one of them gets up and steps on the remote messing up whatever I’m watching at the time. Sometimes I think they do it on purpose just to get a private laugh :-)

in our house my husband and I each have our own remote, saves saying turn it up or turn it down. or where’s that remote?

Earl’s the usual suspect.