This really happened. It was a coat, actually, and I wrecked it. Being a cartoonist was a good thing. When something like this happened, I got a daily strip out of it …which really offset the misery!
I divided my front yard into these different “lands” and made my friends go from one end to the other, jumping, rolling, dancing and so on. I was the only one who knew which “land” they were landing on, but that didn’t seem to matter. We were all about 6, I guess, it was a sunny day and we didn’t have TV.
Did I ever get into hot water over this one! Clinic staff wrote to say that it was a terrible thing to write notes in patients’ files suggesting they were difficult to work with and that PITN should never have been used. Well, we did write small notations like this just for our own information…and, the letters were: PITA!
This happened in our dental clinic. I changed the name to protect the guilty. Divot was a great cartoon name!
I think this is one of my all time favourite Sunday pages. My son never did this…but it’s something he would have done!
Why is this true? Can anyone tell me?
Stuff that really happened was fun to write about and comforting to share. When this strip appeared, I got mail from folks who said that what happened in our bedroom, happened in theirs, too.