Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for October 06, 2023

Looks like it’s “Elmer Fudd” season!

“Ooh, Look! One for each of us!”

Wiley bears! Yay!

Is there also a “No Screaming” sign?

Two candidates for Fat Bear Week.

It’s rabbit season. No, it’s duck season. No, it…stupid guys with a gun season!

The bears are learning to spell better.

Giving pause for thought

If it’s a sport then all participants should have a sporting chance.

“Eating hunters….ditto”.

At least one of them can read.

The Bears: “Let us prey.”

It’s the hunters’ fault. They dress in a variety of appetizing fruit colors.

Wabbit season/Duck season, etc. One more buwett left. Loved that cartoon.

Dang, those are big-ass bears. Did they bulk up for winter and hibernation (hyperphagia)?

Hopefully they are well seasoned.

A bear’s been hanging around the neighborhood tearing up garbage cans and bird feeders. We have video of it checking out our patio and birdbath. Maybe a few No Trespassing signs would send her back into the woods now that we know bears can read.

The bear necessities of life will come to you.

Said it before and I’ll say it again, I would buy a book of just the Wiley Bears cartoons.

Always be careful of signs without punctuation. “I love eating, pets, and my family” is not the same as “I love eating pets and my family”

You need a license to kill animals, but to kill people…….

Always love the cartoons with the bears.

Does a bear pee-k in the woods?

YAY!!! WILEY BEARS!!! YAY!!!!!

For the lack of a comma …

Hunters do get shot every year.

Google: How many hunters were shot last year

Google: WPR 6 shot, 11-year-old killed during Wisconsin’s gun-deer season opening weekend

My first year in West Virginia, six hunters died during deer season. Two were shot by family members (accidentally, honest!), two died of heart attacks climbing the mountains (only exercise that year!), and two died from falling from their blinds up in the trees (and beer had nothing to do with it!).

The “sport” where people kill for fun.

Bears picking up a snack before bedtime

if you want to make it a real sport, give the animals guns and let’s play fair all you big time hunters. we’ll put you in a fenced in property too! ooh, 20 pounds of dear jerky for what, 6 hours in the woods. hmmm. sounds more stupid then anything

Wiley’s bears are always welcome!

Read differently on the second go for me too.

I like bears. I like hunters. Too bad we can’t all just sit down to some blueberry pancakes and not talk for a while.

A Canadian couple and their dog were killed by an old female grizzly in a park a few days ago. >

They don’t call them Wiley Bears for nothing.

The second guy went to college.

I’m a fan of hunter season.

Maybe they could build a wall and claim its their idea.

The problem is they have to regurgitate the clothes

TRUE STORY

A hunter chases a raccoon up a tree. Hunter fires his gun upward—-the shot breaks the tree branch,which falls and knocks the hunter unconscious.The raccoon escaped.

It took place in Milledgeville,Georgia——the hometown of Oliver Hardy(Laurel&Hardy)

The right to arm bears is unnecessary.

“How to cook FOR forty humans”

Seems perfectly fair to me.

This one is beary, beary funny!

Love those Wiley bears

True story:

In 1954 at age 9, my cousin took me deer hunting in VA. My rifle was way too big for me, being a 5th of my weight, and I tired quickly. Sat and leaned against a pine tree to rest, while Cousin went on up the deer trail.

Saw movement off to my right, and a flash of reflected light. For some reason, I ducked to my left. The 30-06 slug went through the tree trunk where my head just had been, leaving a hole as big as my head where it came out. The sonic crack blew my right eardrum in, requiring the first microsurgery repair done in Virginia.

Cousin came running back to see what I had shot, saw the hunter leaning over me, challenged him. He took off running for his Jeep, and drove off. Cousin sped him on his way with 4 shots, 1 of which got his gas tank. He ran out of gas about a mile away. Police picked him up next morning at a motel about 2 miles away.

I never ‘went hunting’ again.

Strong recommendation: if you feel you MUST hunt (unless you are a professional hired to ‘cull’) do so with a camera.

Only well seasoned hunters allowed.

Two game wardens, seven hunters, and a pure-bred Guernsey cowyoutube[dot]com/watch?v=MQyoSLOlglw

BTW, I do own and use firearms. Mostly for target shooting. I am a deadly shot. Occasionally, I dispatch such prolific pests as ground squirrels (chipmunks) tree squirrels, groundhogs, barn rats, and pigeons.

Punctuation, not just for 7th grade English.

Chicago v. Washington..?

Fair is fair.

Now that’s what I call Animal Rights!

Love the idea

I understood it on the first reading. Of course, I saw the hungry bears.

Hunting game that shoots back?? Nope, that’s war – or Wiley Bears …

It’s more sporting this way.

Phrasing, people.

Licenses? They don’t need no stinkin’ licenses.

Door Dash is here.

Da Bears