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When I wrote this, I had never had a pet actually flown somewhere. Now that I have, and seen how traumatic it was, I’d be hesitant to do it again.
When I moved to Portland, it was the first time I have lived further than a half hour drive from home. It was not emotionally insignificant for me. This strip was a bit of me trying to express that.
In the pre 9-11 world, you could actually greet your visitors at the gate as they got off the plane. Ah well.
I’ve always had a terribly conflicted relationship with the concept of people noticing me.
Also, moving to Portland, right around here, was when I started getting serious about photo-sourcing backgrounds, and so the background art picked up tremendously from here on out.