Thanks to Eric Salinas of the ’Something about Celeste’ strip for providing me with today’s headline in the comments section for this strip. I was going to go with something more like ‘Miaow-hican’.
Tag / Jones
Jet lag
I never get exhausted when travelling to the States, but the journey back always takes some recovering from. It’s trying to sleep on an overnight flight and never quite managing it that does it, I think. Not only that, the delay caused by the New mexico blizzard removed the two day of recovery at home that I was expecting to have. As you can tell by the tardiness on this entry, this year’s journey back in particular took a lot out of me. And Jones is feeling much the same.
2016
That’s it, I’ve caught up. Once again we had the journey from hell getting back to the UK. Clovis, the little town in New Mexico my wifes parents live in, was snowed in two days before our flight back. We were without power for a day, and all the roads into and out of town were still closed on the day we were supposed to set off. We finally got back to the UK at 12 noon on New Years Eve, and I slept for 24 hours and then scanned in the cartoons I drew in the States and put up the delayed strips from weeks set today.
Have a great new year!
Boot
Christmas Tree
A merry Christmas to everyone everywhere.
Having established that that strip has a ‘giving’ tree, the opposite of Charlie Brown’s kite eating tree, it made sense for it to join in with the Christmas festivities.
If today’s strip is flashing in an alarmingly epileptic way (like it has been on my iPad) try reloading. That cured it for me.
The Christmas Bunny
This is one of those images that just suddenly came to me unbidden, and I wasn’t going to waste it.
Detective work
This is a warning, with Christmas coming up. Cat poo is the new coal. You don’t want to find any at the bottom of your stocking.
Intruder
Spot the human
Foreshadowing
As Linda and I have gone away for Christmas, so have Smith and Jones’ folks. And after last years adventures they’re going to be staying at home and having a visit from a catsitter every day. If only they’d listen for long enough for it to register…