Big Dog shares her wisdom.
In which Little Dog misses Big Dog.
You’d never know this dog spent her puppyhood, prior to moving in with us, roughing it in someone’s backyard.
Why do first graders have homework anyway? It’s cruel and unusual.
Spoiler alert: only two of the five of us had a good time. That’s not a good ratio.
In which Little Dog and I are caught in a recursive loop with Big Dog, as she repeatedly discovers the indoor fence.
In which Mr. Z shares some surprising insights into his relationship with his father over some math problems.
Little Dog loves Big Dog. Big Dog loves the bed.
In which the dogs test my patience with their bladder voiding techniques.
In which the dogs jockey for position, in webcomic form.