The Manatee Emergency will have to wait a week!

I’ve already gone over the fact that moose should not be found in Lost Forest, unless Lost Forest has relocated to upper New England or an upper region of one of our other northern States. So we’ll move on. (Ed. note: I missed the erroneous comparison before posting.)

Today’s strip solidly stamps the main focus of this story. I expect Cherry will grill Peach on the person’s name and the reason he is such a lowlife. That should conclude on Wednesday, if Rivera is efficient.

Wait. Did I just write that? Sorry, I picked a bad day to stop drinking chocolate malts. In fact, Mark and Cherry took most of last week to drive to the airport. Can we expect any less on the return trip? Nope! So tell Olive to move over as we hop in to catch the dialog.

Art Dept. Panel 1 is somewhat nicely drawn, including flora that doesn’t look like it was copied from Hägar the Horrible. On the other hand, drawing things in motion can be difficult. Cartoonists often use horizontal “speed lines” (what Mort Walker called “hites”) trailing behind the moving object to suggest motion. Rivera uses them on occasion, though sometimes blended into the terrain (see the last panels for December 11 and 12). No room for hites today. In fact, the truck in panel 1 looks empty!

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

As Cherry and Mark celebrated the completion of the catio, resolving the issue of where to keep the cache of found kittens (and possibly their mother, though I’m not certain), Mark received his usual just-in-time phone call from Bill Ellis. Interesting how that always seems to happen. Have we ever seen an instance of Mark getting a call from Bill while he was in the middle of a project or adventure?

Bill engages Mark to head to crazy-land (Florida) to assist/report/confound the transportation of Max the Manatee back to the ocean from his landing in a resort pool as the result of recent storms and/or floods.

The problem:  It seems there are some militant anti-climate activists that have been making threats to the company moving Max, because meteorology is evil. What that has to do with Max the Manatee is a mystery. But Mark is gung-ho to go and help save Max! Not that we know exactly what Mark is supposed to do or why, but if this sounds whacko, remember two things: The action takes place in Florida and this is just another Mark Trail story.

A nicely-composed title panel leads us into this brief presentation, including some sound advice for presumptuous tourists and distracted drivers. You likely won’t run into a moose unless you live in or visit the upper United States, Canada, or northern Europe. As bad as it is to collide with a moose on the road, colliding with something as small as a deer on the road can also be dangerous to drivers and bikers. I always get a bit nervous and cautious driving through forested areas, especially in the Fall during mating season. When driving in northern Minnesota, the only way I want to see a moose on the road is in my rearview mirror!