FoxTrot Classics by Bill Amend for August 14, 2018

That’s right. Send out your son to track a bear. That’s really going to endear you to the wife.

For once, I understand Jason. I think “Doom” would hover over my thoughts too if I were in this very situation at 10-years old.

Hey Peter!

It’s called scat!

It’s not Doom VFR, it’s Doom AFR.

So that’s also 100 miles from a grocery store? How are you going to remain a viable source of blood for the skeeters if you don’t eat?

“All to ourselves”? Yourselves and 10,000 mosquitoes.

The bear ATE your food!!!

But do you really want the food back after the bear has gone through it?