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There is a goose running around somewhere RIGHT NOW with an arrow stuck through 'im. I don't know how this happened, but I don't approve of it. I made this comic before I heard about it. A reliable source has informed me that "they're trying to catch it." I don't know who they are, but I would guess The Goose Police.
Last night a tiny dog barked at me from the window of a car in a parking lot, and I was so scared that I actually put my hand to my heart as I walked away, like a cartoon character or an elderly woman. Then I met a big dog earlier tonight in the elevator. The person with her said "I think she likes you" because she was staring at me, and I could only think to say dumbest possible thing: "It's a big dog."
It certainly was.
I was sitting on the base of a statue yesterday, and I turned around to see seven bees just hanging out. They weren't buzzing around like bees normally do, just sitting there and changing positions occasionally. Seven of them. I have never seen anything like that before. It seemed significant, but I guess it's probably just a bee thing, and I should mind my own beeswax. Ho ho! I'm going to sleep now.