Acting in the moment can be hard, especially when social norms air other people are telling you it isn’t yet the moment to act.
It’s like getting drunk. After you pee once, you’ll be peeing every five minutes.
Or so I’m told. ;-)
Traveling can be so frightening to a cat. Ah, but there it is. Especially when one is used to traveling under a top hat.
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.