Well, my self-parody bit yesterday certainly didn’t go as I had naively thought. But I thank you all for the encouragement!  I do appreciate your feedback, good or critical. So, let’s just move on to today’s installment.

And what a development we have today, people! That’s right. Happy Trail’s dining table went from a single pedestal to two posts! Amazing! And I’ve also learned from reader feedback that some real life kitchens actually are decorated like diners. I’m always learning!

Oh, yeah. And Happy confessed he is not the target but the scammer. Does that even make sense? If Happy is this catfish, why is he sending money to Dreama? Or does Happy not understand how it works? Is this a case of Stockholm Syndrome? Maybe it’s just me. At this point, I’m not sure; even my Italian has failed me. Unglaublich!

So I’m looking for any actual environmental angle here (“hmmm, catfish?”). I reckon that the escape clause of Mark’s contract allows nature topics to be strictly optional if he is engaged in personal, unpaid, adventures. And this one qualifies.

Art Dept. Panel 2 presents a well-posed and competently drawn figure (I’m overlooking the image bubble). Happy’s slightly angled torso, the position of his arm with its hand reaching behind the neck, and his thoughtful expression combine to present a believable example of somebody trying to figure something out, but still being frustrated. But then that same, reasonable person becomes an emotional wreck in a matter of moments (panel 4), as his anatomy starts to go haywire.