Bobbing Bob
I’ve been planning Bob’s death since before Ryan left for London. I liked the idea of Bob surviving Twinkie… and succumbing to old-goldfish age… and not dying from Best Friend neglect either.
I’ve been planning Bob’s death since before Ryan left for London. I liked the idea of Bob surviving Twinkie… and succumbing to old-goldfish age… and not dying from Best Friend neglect either.
Yikes, Bob, “bobbing around,” now THAT’S funny.
That little cross in that breakable clay pot may not be enough to protect Bob’s remains from an evil force. Maybe something a little sturdier like a steel fry pan with added garlic, it’s supposed to ward off vampires, will do the trick. And while at it, maybe some tomato sauce, olive oil, red wine, onions, oregano and perhaps a little pinch of salt for preservation sake. Yeh, and then heat up the pan just so Twinkie won’t try to touch it. Mmm. Goodbye, ol’ Bob. Napkin please.
I’m surprised that they got away from the Gulls! Your Gulls RAWK btw.
Cats have no religion… so they don’t care… GAH… reminds me of “Pet Cemetery” by King… spooky!
Gulls…. Jack… you’re an expert on gulls… (would that make you “gull-able”…?) so I take that as an extreme compliment… and YOU RAWK!
I know where Ryan can find a nice replacement for Bob.
Though goldfish actually live to a ripe old age–100 or so–most don’t make it that long! I had one that went back and forth between college and home, and I got him in my junior year of high school. He survived being dumped in the floor of my VW because I stopped too fast, the only water I could find at the moment was a filling station drinking faucet (no bottled water in those days)! He lived in his bowl under a lamp and was quite happy seemong. He knew exactly when it was feeding time and would greet me when I came in the room. He finally died when I moved back home and my family over fed him. Guess you could say he died happy? I’ve heard of goldfish hibernating in a tank in a cold room when the heat was turned off and someone forgot to leave the filter running, even.
brig… Huh? Fish have no religion? Actually, I mentioned the cross with respect to old vampire movies of fending off evil (Twinkie) spirits. Then I sort of blended that (with garlic) into enjoying the company of Bob one final time, ala the sushi ad from yesterday. snicker. As for yer getting creeped out about me correctly guessing your storylines…wow, maybe I should bet on something, like the Raiders getting shut out (ha) or the Niners not playing (bye week). Oh wait, those things already happened. Okay, at the risk of guessing another strip; with Bob gone, the empty fish tank (no water please) can serve as a short term Twinkie-brig, brig.
Poor little guy…
There was an evil goldfish, also named Bob, in the “Earthworm Jim” video game series. When Jim finally confronts him in the second game, he plucks him out of his fishbowl and eats him. Thankfully Ryan’s fish avoids this fate.
Stick… well, you don’t see cats in church, do ya? So crosses won’t keep cats from diggin’ up graves.
Ruth… Ha! AND RYAN drives a VW Bug! Wow… that was one old fish! This weekend I saw some rather large (and old) Koi!
I’m not sure Ryan’s ready to replace Bob… first Twinkie’ll have to be relocated.
brig… My mom goes to San Carlos Cathedral in Monterey for church. The place has adopted a cat named Carlos, and he has pretty much free run of the place. I’ve seen him come into the church as it was letting out on several occaisons. So, yah, you do see that cat in the church many Sundays, and likely even more during the week. Still, I feel like I’m, you know, beating a non-living horse here, but…as Twinks would be evil, he’d be repelled by a cross.
Arrrgh! Get rid of Twinkie? The strip would not be the same. Maybe Ryan can adopt a bird. Hopefully in a cage with lots of litter paper in it. You could play out short Sylvester and Tweety routines that way.
A Catholic cat… well there ya go. I can just picture Carlos going to confession. “Father, I have sinned. I ate the nieghbor’s goldfish; I knocked over the lamp in the living room and the dog got blamed for it; I ate the cupcake on the counter….”
And yer right… Twinkie would be sorely missed.