Pickles by Brian Crane for December 26, 2024

Will we get a chance to see what Sylvia’s Christmas was like?

She left a yule “log”?

Just a litter present, you mean, but it didn’t come in a litter box.

Muffin looks so happy!

A present? I’m betting on cat puke with tinsel.

It’s just a kitty Almond Roca !

“Present”?

LOL! Good one, Earl. Opal’s turn.

Feline Tootsie Rolls. Rosco will take care of it.

Earl should get the present out from under the tree and present it to Opal.

Good old Muffin!

If she is like my cat, it’s a hairball!

Muffin’s the kitty, right?

it a fresh-baked Muffin muffin

That smug smirk mittens is giving off…. LOL

Earl, you are so clever.

Low-brow feces joke?

Eew!

The rule in my house is “The one who finds it, cleans it up” (particularly if there are witnesses).

Most likely it was a hair ball that was the “present” for Opal that Earl found under the tree! Either that or some upchucked piece of tinsel (and other stuff).

Darn cat………

Which end?

Makes sense……. it’s her CAT..!!!!!!!!!!! ( hahahaha )

Did they fill their tree stand with sand again?

Hahahaha! That was my job with my childhood cat! Every Christmas without fail!

Muffin looks very proud of what she left Opal.

OK, Mr. Crane, I’ve been following this comic for a long time and it’s becoming ever more apparent that you’ve planted a hidden camera that’s monitoring my wife and I. So – from this moment forward, we want ROYALTIES for having provided you with these ideas….

“What makes you think it’s for me?”

Sure she didn’t mean that for both of you, Earl? And make sure Roscoe wasn’t drinking the tree water.

Finders, Keepers, Earl.