For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for December 03, 2022

no one but Farley, Elly

Dogs understand everything

Poor Elly. I had laryngitis once. My husband enjoyed that until I had to flap his rump for his impertinence.

Farley: “Treat?”

Try a large grog with lemon and honey Ellie

For several years, every cold turned into laryngitis for me. It was pure misery. I had to go on antibiotics each time because the infection would get really bad and the doctor did not want me ending up with pneumonia as well.

Look on the bright side Elly. Now you can practice and improve charade skill. And how to give meaningful looks at people.

So even though you have laryngitis, you can still bark like a dog? (I’ve never had laryngitis.)

LOL.. the dog understands her ‘barking’… too funny.

Don’t look now, Elle, but Farley understood every ‘word’ you said and it made him happy ! ! !

Finally, Farley has someone to talk to. I mean really, she’s the only person in the house that makes the right noises and doesn’t say no.

Farley always understands and sympathizes.

Elly is asking herself how she got laryngitis. The answer is obvious; because elephants have flat feet! At least that is the same answer she told April.

Panel 1: If you have five apples and three oranges, how many pancakes are on the roof? …. Purple. Because Klingons don’t wear hats.

How Elle, you ask? Simple you are a mom who took care of her sick toddler, toddler by any other name, is still a walking talking germ and virus factory. April passed to you a virus, probably a cold virus, which in part inflamed your vocal cords there by leading to the to the pain and swelling in the voice box causing your difficulty in speaking.

In other words, you got it from the kid and the rest of the family is enjoying the resultant peace and quiet.

Great time to learn a second language: Sign.

Doggie always understands you.

The one time I had laryngitis my doc prohibited talking and whispering, becaue he said both strain the vocal cords. I asked, in a very soft whisper, if that kind of whisper would be okay. He said it would; no strain involved. My child was four at the time, and surprised me very much by whispering back whenever I said anything. From that time on, no matter how I felt, I stopped getting loud. The house stayed a lot calmer.

My family would ask question and I have to wright answers on paper to answer, they could not understand as I could not speak. At work as a receptionist I had to, at home no.

Probably got laryngitis because she has to repeat herself so often to get the kids or John to pick up after themselves, let the dog out, let the dog in, shut the door, remember their books or lunch, pick up the drycleaning. Oh, let’s not forget yelling, “APRIL! NO!!” 100 times a day.

I’ve had laryngitis for the past2-3 weeks, allergies. Fortunately, it was better tonight so I was able to sing “Messiah”, except for the high f and g notes in “Hallelujah Chorus” (I sing soprano). Of course, now I’m back to squeaking and rasping, but it was worth it. I love singing “Messiah”- the story of Christ, in music.

Never hade that but ive had seasonl asthma ataks

Good old Farley. I miss my Zoe. Couldn’t bear to have another dog after her. Cancer took her at only 7 years old, so now we just have cats.

A barking cough, eh? She’s got croup!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6bYKZbWxKoQ

Her kids are outside selling tickets to “The Patterson Symphony Orchestra”

Good ole Farley :-) <3