I don't know about you, but I'm kind of eager to get Tom, Jared and Cami out of that burning theater. Not just because they're my characters, or whatever. But because I'm sick to death of fire, smoke and lighting effects! I takes a fortnight to put these comics together!
I'm not kidding, people. I've been working on this comic in fits and starts since Thursday. I hope it shows, but I honestly can't tell anymore.
I've had a few people ask me if we'd get another chance to see Truman again before the comic ended. This comic is my response to that.
Is it unreasonable to assume that a dog can dress himself in a Hawkeye costume, learn archery and saves three people? No less unreasonable than a dog who can fly a bi-plane.
That Truman. He's full of secret talents.
After today, things will start winding down for the comic in earnest. I've got the last few strips plotted out. Maybe 5 or 6 left. Depends how desperately I cling to them. Next week was SUPPOSED to be the last comic. That's not happening because I didn't plan things out right. But that's okay. Consider it bonus material.
I just thoroughly bummed myself out. I think I'm going to leave it there.
But, hey! Dog in a Hawkeye costume! Nothing more adorable than that!
See you in a week or so!
Where did that come from?