Pickles by Brian Crane for February 22, 2025

She isn’t.

Roscoe liked that one. :)

Yeah, she could be reading today’s strip.

Dang, I was too late!

This story arc might take a bizarre twist if it turns out to involve the premise presented by H.G Wells in ‘The Plattner Story’:

A strange green powder of mysterious origin accidentally explodes and sends a school teacher into a parallel dimension. He observes the solid environment around him, which he explores, is a rocky hillside, and the sky has a green glow. People, dispersing from a mausoleum-like building in a gorge, have heads showing distress and anguish, above tadpole-like bodies. They seem to be unaware of him.

Still faintly seeing our world which is superimposed on this “Other-World”, he notices that “to almost every human being in our world there pertained some of these drifting heads; that everyone in the world is watched intermittently by these helpless disembodiments”.

The narrator calls them “Watchers of the Living”. “It may be… that, when our life has closed, when evil or good is no longer a choice for us, we may still have to witness the working out of the train of consequences we have laid.”

[Extracted from an Internet site]

To the readers of Pigbon, when will he keep the strip going or is that his swan song for it?

If she is, there is not much she can do about it! (Maybe haunt Earl)!

“ʏᴇᴀʜ…”

“ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ,” LMBO!

One person’s “watching over” is another person’s “eavesdropping”.

Seems Opal remembers times she was not happy with a supervisor mom…

SHE WASN’T DROPPIN’ NO EAVES !!~!

Opal doing a double take, lol!

Didn’t dig that hole deep enough yesterday,eh Earl?

Her mother, Rose, was the inspiration for “Nosie Rosie”.

Always love that Roscoe laugh

Or her mother could’ve just been lonely and wanted to feel like being a part of their life.

Gotcha!!!

You can tell you’re getting old when your precious dog is the first to understand.

That dog ALWAYS steals the show

As George Costanza might say; “Roscoe is back, baby!”

He is just precious : )

My grandmother used to say of the nosy neighbor across the street constantly looking out of her picture window, “She has a gift for seeing.”

My sister called me nosy once. P’d me off. I said I’m curious, not nosy. Or inquisitive. And she was, too. (She is gone now.) I’ll bet she is reading this right now!

Lol! Roscoe deserves a treat, Opal!

Opal stopped paying attention after hearing “You’re right”. Then delayed registration kicked in, lol.

I always look for his reactions

Listening from below?

a real busy body when alive, yet day after day, being less and less of a body…