So this little dog I found, a Shih-Tzu, was an adorable, happy little thing that moved into my house and my life like she had been there always.  She nosed the cats, ate what I fed her, and slept next to me for three nights.  Monday I took her to check and see if she had been chipped.  I was certain that such a valuable and good little dog had a microchip implant.      She did not.      I was able to place her at a no-kill shelter where the pretty girl at the desk assured me that such a dog would be adopted as soon as they put her up for it, which would be the 30th.  The male attendant placed a leash on her and started to lead her into the room where a hundred unseen dogs were barking.  I stopped them and petted her one last time.      "Good bye, Mopsie"  I said to her.  She wagged her tail as she was led away.      I was back in the car ...

     I lifted this drawing from Graffo whilst he was occupied elsewhere.  Such  subtlety.   steve @_livingdog - Instagram

\      Very cold last night, and the wind started ripping my canvas off the top of the trailer.  I was out in shirtsleeves tying it and I knew I would get sick.  I did.  Speed was of the essence as I only had a little time before I had ripped tarp all over the river bottoms.      I am sick, and this is about as interested in this drawing as I am going to get.  I put myself to sleep last night reading De Quincey's essay on murder.  Good stuff.  I stayed in my shed til late, listening to 101.1 Sun Radio, Austin's best station for Outlaw country, Rockabilly and sundry others.  My guitar work is sounding smoother, if not good.      I was buried under cats this morning.      The answer to the title, is, of course, obvious! 

     Lion by my brother.  I think he is good enough that I may quit posting these, I don't need my readers realizing what a trained professional can do with things like "ink" and "realism".

      I guess I am not the first guy to think about drawing athletic, violent, stuck-up bunnies with a civic conscience.  I found this on Cartoon Brew and it is something else. Weird, self-righteous, racist, dead wrong about what pushovers those Japs were gonna be and strange on every other level.  Outstanding anthro bunny!      Everybody's favorite psychotic gay rabbit.  Well, that was easy.  Now we gotta win the peace! Eh,...Whats up, Doug?  

     Jango was missing for two days.  He has suffered a recent injury, and I yelled myself hoarse in the bottom pasture looking for him.  I sound like Bubbles from the Trailer Park Boys.  Last night after returning from the weekly Farkle game, Jango came tumbling out of the cubby underneath the sink.  I sat up with him for quite a while, and I felt so bad.  He is 13 and his full name is Jango SillyCat.  He is the sweetest and most retiring of my kitties.  He was much better this morning and ate some fresh tuna.      Today I was going to post a continuation of the personalities of the Spanish Civil War, but I was overcome with revulsion about the whole thing.  As much as I sympathize with the Republic, no group in modern memory ever did so much to sabotage their own cause.  Sending the gold reserves to that scumbag Stalin was an act of insanity.  The Tereul offensive, the Brunete disaster, ...

...          Here is a sketch for a work called "May 3" by my brother, Graffo.  Check him out on Facebook.   steve @_livingdog - Instagram