In a recent care package my mom enclosed the above Baby Blues cartoon. Ah, the memories.
When I was a young lad I had a dead hamster. Well, it didn’t start out dead, but then it was. For a while. My mom brought it back to life. She is still my hero. Someday I hope to do the same for Wesley or Jillian. Maybe both. The hamster is deceased again. I think it is easier the second time around.
PS: Please don’t tell the fine folks at Baby Blues that I have a copy of their cartoon. They did their darndest to keep me from downloading it, but I’m sort of stubborn and managed to get it anyway. If you’d like to visit their fine site to see this cartoon click here.