I think it's about time we had a laugh around here. Things have been so grim and dramatic that it seemed to be the right time to smoosh the cat.
My wife and I have done this to our cats on many, many occasions. Never on purpose, of course. Usually either Rascal, Scamp or Mugsy have inserted themselves between us in the middle of the night. Alyssa and I are a very snuggly couple, so it's inevitable that an unwise feline is getting smooshed in our midnight cuddles.
You think they would have learned their lessons after, say, the third or fifth time this happened to them.
And that wraps up this week! No cliffhanger this time. With only two weeks of comics left, I think I'm finally done with cliffhangers. But who knows? Maybe one or two will slip in before the comic's final update on May 24th. Maybe.
Spoiler alert: I promise not to make the final comic a cliffhanger. That would be beyond cruel and you all have been so nice to me over the years.
That's all from me for now.
Rock on, and have a nice weekend!