Why was 6 so afraid?

Because he saw 7-8-9! 10 also saw what happened, but remained indifferent.

He may not be a leprechaun, but he is small and green. Happy Saint Pats!

Of course she stood in silence, she can’t sit down in that dress!

Here at Pickledog headquarters we have been keepin’ it real, and maintaining a daily connection to the blogosphere only through timely, and insightful Tweets. (I think that’s how the early pioneers survived the harsh winters.) Can you believe that we’re halfway through February already.. it’s time for another drawing! 

I’m not sure what this Cuckoo bird is up to? Maybe he’s just impatient, and can’t wait for the clock to strike Twelve, or perhaps it’s all part of his cuckoo master plan..

It’s that time of year again. You know.. the time of year when you need to shovel the driveway every hour, and you can walk out your second-story windows onto the snowbanks (I don’t mean the kind that Frosty keeps his monies in either.) It’s also a time for family and friends to get together and celebrate.

Wishing everyone a very safe, and happy holiday season.

Cheers,
Pickledog

Two brothers, similar in every way.. except that one had a mustache, and then shaved it off, ruining their chance to win the Magnum P.I. Twin Look-a-Like Contest. Incidentally the title went to the Mulligan Sisters for the third year running.

The Mulligans resemblance to Thomas Magnum is uncanny.. they even have a little bull dog dressed like Higgins as part of their act.

Waiting patiently for the right moment the little green balloon saw his window of opportunity, and he took it! 

It feels great to finally play along with Illustration Friday again, although this wasn’t my first idea for balloon. My original cartoon concept was too ambitious for the slice of time-pie that was available to me this week, but I’m pretty happy with the level of balloonie goodness achieved.

Some of you maybe wondering what happened to Pickledog the past month? Just like this little green balloon, the month November got a little out of hand, which is exactly why Pickledog has been as scarce as a reindeer in Whoville.

And speaking of pie.. I hope of of my American friends had a wonderful Thanksgiving with much pie, turkey, and fixin’s.

This Friday wraps-up my unofficial Halloween illo month, which is sad. It also means one last spooky illo, which is happy! Kid Draco ate too much Halloween chocula, and is in need of a little tooth repair from his local dentorb. Scary stuff kids!

Happy Halloween to all the Pickle Friends out there!

Oh my goodness, it is rather late to be out. What was that noise? I hope it was just a friendly kitty.

This groovy and gruesome guy plays the strings on his kitty-sized string base.