Oh, visions of Otters past… the only thing Mark has yet to do is promise to take Rusty fishing…
Yes, Mark, while you were away– for an entire day! “Of course you can see the Otters, I mean Beavers, Rusty…” Be sure to name them and become attached in order that the release be dripping with sadness and poignancy…
What the hell is in the tree in panel three? No, not the squirrel, the other thing getting ready to pounce on the squirrel. At first I thought it was a mountain lion, but then it’s not looking so much like that… the head and tail are all wrong. Some strange mutated predator with tree climbing ability… kind of creeps me out.