Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for August 06, 2020

nothing like a little soap and water form a pressure washer can’t fix

Depict the melancholy side,too, Ponch! You know! Going to the Vet, avoiding Droolia etc.!

Remember to sign your name Poncho …

Just like the Lascaux Paintings. (I had to look it up too.)

I’ve wondered, when viewing ancient petroglyphs and reading scientists interpretations of them, if they could just be someone’s doodles. No deep meaning at all, just some ancient person dithering away a summer afternoon.

Pretty affective graffiti. I assume that is the way it works. I can read every bit of it.

How long that stays up depends on the homeowner. My parents did not like me drawing on walls as a kid.

Darn right! Like, Why were people so obsessed with dogs back then?

Him, yes. For others perhaps unfulfilled imagination.

“Hello, the Tate Gallery? I’ve got a dog who can paint! Well, kind of like Keith Haring…hello? Are you there? They hung up.”