Well, I’m thankful that Cherry has cleared up the timeline. So it appears that Rusty’s humiliation is a small diversion in the Woodsman Olympics adventure. Let’s see if he learned his lesson and doesn’t post his photos online this time.

“Don’t fret, Rusty! You’ll see some actual wildlife in Vegas you can photograph, even though you live in a freaking forest already filled with it. In fact, wildlife shows up almost every day in this strip (as we see in panel 3), if only you would look out the window and notice!

“Oops. Too late, Rusty! You drove right passed that squirrel who was already posing for his close up.”

No doubt, we’ll see the family checking into one of the casino resorts come Monday. Which one will it be? It certainly won’t be the classic Sands Hotel and Casino, famous for hosting Frank Sinatra and the rest of the Rat Pack, along with countless other bigtime bigshots back in the days when men wore suits and women wore dresses, gowns, and furs. And everybody smoked like chimneys. The Sands was demolished in 1996.