When I was a small kid, the local G.C.Murphy's store would sell living baby chicks and baby ducks to give children for Easter. Which seemed charming at the time, but now makes us wonder who the hell thought THAT was a good idea?
I missed posting a cartoon for Monday for no good reason. I think I created it, told myself “job well done,” then forgot to post it. I’ll post on Wednesday as usual, assuming my senility gets no worse!