Betty by Gary Delainey and Gerry Rasmussen for July 27, 2024

Like mother, like son

So, Betty is now whistler’s mother.

When I was a kid my dad taught me how so I could call the dog. My little brothers never did learn how.

Inside whistle! Use your inside whistle!

“Great!

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Somebody get her a towel.

Best wishes to the folks in Jasper, ALTA. I’m sure they can see and feel the smoke in Edmonton (Betty’s supposed town)

I can’t do any real whistling. Have accidentally done it before, but without duplication abilities. Perhaps because I have an ever so slight overbite?