Get Fuzzy (10/24/09)

Despite earning a degree in film and video, I have something of a love/hate relationship with Netflix. I have a subscription, of course, but rarely watch the DVDs that are delivered to my home. In fact, I’ve had the same movie sitting on my endtable for months (Jean Renoir’s La Bete Humaine for those who are curious). I used to watch movies on a regular basis and have convinced myself that Netflix will help me get back in the groove. But the truth of the matter is that I still only see movies occasionally, and when I do I almost always venture out to the theater for a more complete experience.

Get Fuzzy (10/22/09)

The dog in this strip seems genuinely excited to take a nap. So excited, in fact, that it might be hard for him to doze off. I’m not sure how it works for canines, but when I’m wound up I find it difficult to go to sleep. The one exception is chilly winter nights when I’m geeked to get underneath the warm covers and shut out the freezing temperatures, mounds of snow and filthy slush lurking outside my windows. But there’s a world of difference between a warm bed and a carpeted doorway. Then again, this dog may have a special talent that allows him to stop, drop, and snore, on command.

Get Fuzzy (8/3/09)

After years of gnarly behavior and general boorishness, it seems as if Bucky Katt may be losing his edge. The just plain mean character of yesteryear would have concocted a plan to wallop his canine adversary and left the cleanup to the paramedics. But today’s kinder, gentler Bucky has dreamed up a scenario in which he not only breaks a dog’s arm, but also sets it in a cast. It’s not like this rather diminutive cat would succeed in executing either of these plans, but it’s still nice to see that he’s mellowed with age.

Get Fuzzy (7/25/09)

Poor Satchel Pooch. He looks pretty pathetic in panel three, but manages to look even more pathetic in panel four (thanks to his mumbling). I’m no expert in courtroom procedure, but if I were a judge I would definitely allow houndsay as admissible testimony. In fact, I’d consider it to be one of the most reliable sources of testimony available. Unless, of course, the hound in question was distracted by the magnetic forces of kibble and was rendered powerless to do anything but drool. In that case, the parties would have to build their arguments using other, less adorable means.

Get Fuzzy (7/6/09)

Today’s Get Fuzzy has convinced me that “wump” is one of the funniest words in the English language. It’s combines the impact of “thump” with the playfulness of “wiggle,” and when it’s used to accentuate the image of a burly dog smacking a surly cat upside the head, the result is comic gold. But despite the terrific execution, I think the premise of this strip strains credibility. As a lifelong cat owner, I can testify that no one, not even the most stealth among us, could possibly tape something to a feline’s head without the animal knowing about it. Believe me, I’ve tried.

Get Fuzzy (6/6/09)

Oh yeah! There’s nothing jollier, chubbier or…um…redder than the Kool-Aid Man of yore. Anyone who grew up with these classic commercials knows that there’s nothing better than the seemingly friendly, but actually quite destructive, animated pitcher busting through a brick wall to initiate a party. It’s been years since I’ve had Kool-Aid, but if I were to indulge in a glass of it today, I wouldn’t be able to accept any color other than red. Can you imagine a green Kool-Aid Man? Or purple? Or orange? Sacrilege…

Get Fuzzy (3/25/09)

Any college student can tell you that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, which explains why so many young people help themselves to a second serving by cramming into 24-hour diners at 3:00 in the morning. If it’s okay to eat breakfast at the end of a long night, then it should be perfectly acceptable to start your day with a full dinner. After all, steak and eggs used to be a popular breakfast item and reheated pizza can act as a morning meal if you’re not in the mood for oatmeal. None of this sounds appetizing to me now, but it sure appealed to me at nineteen.