Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for May 07, 2022

Don’t do that if you add milk to cereal.

Cereal killer.

Calvin is animal enough to be in a nature documentary.

whatever floats the boat

One of those two should come with a warning label

I thought the bubblegum made him crazy.

But it’s gonna FEEL differently after Mom sees the mess he made!!

I doubt his mom feels the same way….

LOL! Hobbes is soooo proud.

Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs: The most effective remedy for an insulin overdose!

Ah, but will broccoli taste better?

Stalking one’s food gives it that extra little kick.

I wouldn’t try that on the dinner table if I were you, Cal…but then, I’m not. :D

The cereal never knew what hit it.

On Monday, I said that it was the beginning of a week of chewing gum themed strips. Two days later, I said that I had checked the book they were in – “The Days Are Just Packed” – and had seen that the chewing gum theme would end on Friday. Today’s strip does continue the food theme but takes it away from chewing gum.

I see that someone yesterday stated that the complexity of Hobbes’s character kept him from seeing Hobbes as a figment of Calvin’s imagination for a long time. I went the other way. I started out assuming that Hobbes was really the stuffed doll that other characters saw and that the living Hobbes was part of Calvin’s imagination. I started to question this when I bought my first Calvin and Hobbes collection which was the second collection published. I saw from this that Hobbes sometimes does things when Calvin isn’t around. That and the complexity of Hobbes’s character caused me to question whether the living Hobbes really was part of Calvin’s imagination. It took me nearly four years before I accepted that Calvin was seeing and hearing the real Hobbes which other humans cannot see or hear. I accepted that after I read Bill Watterson’s comment which I have already quoted several times – “I suspect he’s more real than any kid could make up.”

That box of cereal never stood a chance.

It was hiding in the produce section of the supermarket with the rest of its “herd.” Hiding behind a column I observed them for several minutes to determine which one I would cull out. I spotted the one that would become my quarry. I crouched down and stealthily made my approach keeping to the sides so as to blend into the background. Inch by agonizing inch I moved closer like an invading glacier: subtle, but steady.

I dared not get closer for fear of spooking the herd. The critical moment had arrived. My eyes focused on my target, sinews tightened like bowstrings and muscles flexed with anticipation. I sprung from my hiding place and launched myself at my prey like a shot from a catapult. I covered the distance separating us in mere seconds, reached forward and seized it by the head.

The stalking seemed to take ages but the attack was like a lightning strike: fast, furious and without warning.

I now had my cabbage.

You’re right. It does sound better this way. Who says shopping can’t be fun.

Today, mom teaches Calvin how to operate a broom and a vacuum cleaner.

I tried hunting down a hamburger once. I burned myself on the grill.

The primal rush of adrenalin…. builds appetites for RAW cereal…

“But there’s this delayed reaction of pain in the hindquarters…”

To enjoy the Real Tiger experience, Calvin should have dropped from a branch, onto his victim. Lacking a branch, he could leap from the arm of the sofa.

Road kill…ok, may room kill would be more accurate…

Anyone who has ever had a teenage son has seen this in real life.

Of course, it does tend to be fluffier.

Can’t wait to see him try to convince his mom to let him eat his “Sugar Bombs” this way from now on.

Do felines do the bite-and-shake thing, like canines?

That’s the way I eat donuts…doesn’t everyone?

Might not taste better when Dad tans your hide for the mess.

Would have been more fun if the sugar bomb packet had legs to move around.

He’s a cereal killer!

Cereal should be served as desert given its typical sugar content. The only decent part of eating cereal is the cows milk that is usually required to get the sugar crap down. Most cereal should be called “diabetics in a box” where the box might be the only edible ingredient bar the toxic ink on it.

Hobbes’s proud “See?” stance is what makes this one.