Chapter 14, Page 18 Rodent Revenge

Sorry about the quality and the wait, the flu stinks.

This really happened. This squirrel had the best revenge ever. I laughed and laughed.

I didn't make any human friends at camp.

Chapter 5, Page 41 Mean people.

The chipmunk disappeared. Never did find out what happened to him, if he managed to thrive or if he got eaten or if some kid cracked his skull open with a rock. The uncertainty of it bothers me the most. On of the things I like about fiction is that all the loose ends can be tied up at the end. You know where all your favorite characters end up on the last page and just how thoroughly the villain got what's coming to him.

Real life isn't like that. I've started to appreciate fiction that reflects that. I still prefer stories with clear endings. Even if the ending isn't happy.

Okay, I'm done angsting.

Chapter 5, Page 40 Greatest fear.

Sorry for the delay! But here's the comic!

Why was this so late? Well, a few reasons. One, I went home for the weekend and so didn't work on MQC for three days. Two, this was a really hard episode to work on. Three, I over slept. (I blame staying up watching the Olympics. By the by, Phelps is awesome.)

Chapter 5, Page 37 Far out outfield.

That odd shaped thing between the back of the baseball diamond and the mid ground building is supposed to be a propane tank. A propane tank that I remember sitting and playing on a lot. (I know I wasn't supposed to, but that never stopped anybody.)

Sorry that this update is a little late. This sequence is hard enough to write without Photoshop eating my progress. *grumble**grumble**complain*

Chapter 5, Page 35 Avoiding pain.

This is one of the hardest sequences for me to draw so far. Partially because it was so hard living it.

I still don't understand how people can be so cruel that their first impulse on seeing a small, helpless animal is to throw stones at it.