Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for December 16, 2023

Did you drop any breadcrumbs?

Did Danae forget her compass?

I admit I cheated. When I looked at the first 2003 run of this particular strip yesterday I looked ahead a few days. I stand guilty.

Uh-oh What now ”Honey bunch"? ʕ⁠ ⁠º⁠ ⁠ᴥ⁠ ⁠º⁠ʔ

Oops!

Suddenly I have a craving for Moose Tracks ice cream.

The trackless wastes.

The plot thickens.

Better hoof it.

Hey, Mom, look what followed me home! Can I keep him?

I seem to remember this happening before. Or am I experiencing Deja Vu. Don’t blame Wiley, busy time of year getting ready for the holidays.

If they had Trax (Chevy) it’s got GPS.

Time to turn to Plan B…

Here in Wisconsin for the past several weeks we were treated to occasional news reports of an elk sighting in various communities. Apparently a lonely elk had separated from his herd near Black River Falls and was wandering forlornly thruout the southern part of the state looking for, um, romance. It all came to a bad end for him, however, when his travels led him across the border into Illinois and he made the mistake of trying to occupy the same space that an approaching motorist coveted. Wikipedia informs us that “Adult male elk … weigh an average of 600-700 pounds. … Adults are 7-10 feet long from nose to tail and stand 4.5-5 feet tall at the shoulder.”

Does Dave have a little flying squirrel friend who can do some aerial reconnaissance?

What happened to Danae’s skis?

Easy to stop a charging moose. Take away his credit card.

MOOSE TRACKS!

Well, at least they are together…

Oops!

ruh ro!

Oops!

This looks like a scene from The Shining

LOST! In the Great Northeastern Forest! This looks like a job for…. SANTA CLAUS!

I’ve had the same problem. My Moose Tracks is always gone before I realize what’s happened.

Will this arc not be “surprisingly continued”?

or road apples?

I don’t see Ralph Drabble’s wife.

Well jingle my bells! We’re lost in the wilderness.