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Had a friend who took a couch from the roadside. A raccoon was living in it at the time. It was sort of like that Mickey cartoon where Chip and Dale are living in his Christmas tree. Only with more chaos.
first crows, and now racoons? whats next, geese? *shudder* add the red glowing eyes and i´d say that all the stress is bringing out her evil satanic side which so far had been burried/suppressed by tons of glitter
Okay, so now we have solid evidence that Phoebe is human, or perhaps part pig?, as the light from the house is reflecting the blood in her choroid within the retina. Is this because she is a human/demon hybrid OR are Satan’s spawn essentially human? Hmmmm.
The raccoons, being nocturnal mammals, of course, are reflecting light off the tapetum lucidum layer. Like cats and dogs and other varmints.
Note that most of these ‘correct’ terms for groupings of animals come from novelty books from the late 1700s and early 1800s and most of the lists were entirely made up. So someone said a group of raccoons is called a gaze. But you’d be hard-pressed to find a biologist who does.
Raccoon look sweet, and have all those cute gestures, but if you get on their bad side, they’ll cut ya. Much like cats, but bulky.
Not that Phoebe should have any problem with them. Her innate goodness warps reality!
A raccoon will kill a dog if it’s cornered, we have to watch ours when we put her out at night. She’s over 60 pounds with hair thicker than any sheep but she’s gotten a few scratches.
Daphne–is the caring one. We really are in a frightening new world. Also, should Phoebe say ‘We all float down here” or “I’m Carrie. My name is Carrie” . . . . . hoo boy. Phoebe needs a hug and a good cry.
When I was a kid, we used to live on the edge of the woods for a year or so and if we left the door open in the evening an entire family of racoons would quietly come in the living room and line up to be fed popcorn, then when you showed them the bowl was empty they’d all turn together and file out one by one.
We get them in town where we live now, they’re not the same, I wouldn’t turn my back on one, they’d probably steal the TV.
There’s a woman in Louisville who lined one end of her driveway with bird baths. In her garage/storage building she keeps loaves upon loaves of Rainbow bread (the nasty undercooked white kind you can pinch like playdough.) Each evening, she fills all those bird baths with that bread and dozens upon dozens of raccoons show up for a buffet style dinner. She’s running a Golden Corral for raccoons.
I know someone who put out some sort of nut mix for the squirrels in his yard. He stopped when he found the rats swarming over it.
Me? I’ve done all I can for the wild animals around my house by filling the birdbath. I’ve got squirrels that climb over my roof. I figured if they give me trouble, I’d put out some traps, and…mmm…Brunswick stew…
This may sound like it’s coming from left field… (what’s the Canadian equivalent for that phrase? )
But since they have been living with everyday proof of Satan all this time, how religious are the main characters? I’m asking because the thought just popped in my head while seeing Daphne’s statement in the fourth panel.
Well, Jebus is in South Park so it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that he might embark on a road trip.
Could be an interesting meetup, especially if Jebus and Phoebe meet. Real Romeo and Juliet stuff.
The flighty faerie flees before finding the feral Phoebe.
That would be much better for the opening line. I was lazy.
I did not see this one coming, what a twist!
Just call me M. Night Shyamalamalamalamalan.
no. If I did there are people who would like to ‘reward’ you for some movies.
Are you the guy who put the ya in the Shyamalamalamalamalamadingdong?
It is so great to be back at the Dexter Lake Club. Here’s a little tune called, “SHAMMA LLAMMA DING DONG.”
I like it, fun.
Also for the last three comics Puck has been making that housecoat WORK, looking good, and that is a difficult trick to do 🙂
Hey, all outfits have to work in this comic. No slackers allowed.
Nice lighting.
I am not good at lighting. But some strips require it.
The doggy girl and the moo girl play with the racoons.
Referring to Phoebe as the moo girl is disturbing.
Yes! Evil Phoebe to rule, dominate, and crush! She will easy take over the domain that her father so foolishly ruined. I can’t wait! Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!
She’s not turning evil. Just feral.
Aw… A take over of the family business is still in order. Turn then over to the light side.
*them
Phoebe and her friends.. have they tried the racoon whisperer diner yet?
I mean, I know that it’s a few provinces over, but still.
We are going in that sort of direction.
Late night chats about her problems and the meaning of it all…
Exactly. Everyone needs someone to talk to.
But they could come inside, where it’s warm, and there’s a big comfy couch they could nest in.
Had a friend who took a couch from the roadside. A raccoon was living in it at the time. It was sort of like that Mickey cartoon where Chip and Dale are living in his Christmas tree. Only with more chaos.
first crows, and now racoons? whats next, geese? *shudder* add the red glowing eyes and i´d say that all the stress is bringing out her evil satanic side which so far had been burried/suppressed by tons of glitter
Maybe not evil. But something is shifting, certainly.
Talk about becoming one with nature now. They have taken her in as one of their own.
George Romero would approve of the last panel. (Shudders)
Like Resident Evil. It’s Raccoon City up in this place.
Well, she is the Devil’s Daughter.
Does that also make her Heaven’s Angel?
https://youtu.be/4OXgvk7SaCk?si=AUDh5KN5nvFmlHcE
She certainly has more of the angelic in her, I’d say.
Brrrrr – I don’t care how cute Phoebe is, I would not care to find that on my porch.
It’s a special kind of horror: the kind that can actually happen.
Talk about becoming one with nature itself as it seems that the raccoons have taken Phoebe as one of their own.
They are an accepting bunch. As long as you bring hot dogs.
I’m just so glad Phoebe was hanging out with raccoons and not monkeybears. That would have been terrifying!
Okay, so now we have solid evidence that Phoebe is human, or perhaps part pig?, as the light from the house is reflecting the blood in her choroid within the retina. Is this because she is a human/demon hybrid OR are Satan’s spawn essentially human? Hmmmm.
The raccoons, being nocturnal mammals, of course, are reflecting light off the tapetum lucidum layer. Like cats and dogs and other varmints.
Precisely. Humans (and human-like folk) have red eye shine. Though it’s usually not as pronounced as here. Raccoons have yellow eye shine.
See? I do pay attention to these things.
I for one welcome our new raccoon over- well, they’re hardly new. They’re just dropping the facade, now that their latest recruit is fully initiated…
The ‘lord’ part is coming. It’s inevitable. Have you seen them peel a banana? They’ll rule us all.
She didn’t choose the gaze life, the gaze life chose her 😉
Hands up !! How many of you knew a group of raccoons was a ‘gaze’ ?
I can’t put my hand up. I had no idea.
News to me! Appreciate the education!
I didn’t know this, but now that I do, I have enough experience with them around my house and farm to know that “Gaze” is the correct word for them.
Note that most of these ‘correct’ terms for groupings of animals come from novelty books from the late 1700s and early 1800s and most of the lists were entirely made up. So someone said a group of raccoons is called a gaze. But you’d be hard-pressed to find a biologist who does.
Around here they’re called a ‘nuisance’
Raccoon look sweet, and have all those cute gestures, but if you get on their bad side, they’ll cut ya. Much like cats, but bulky.
Not that Phoebe should have any problem with them. Her innate goodness warps reality!
They’re fun from a distance.
A raccoon will kill a dog if it’s cornered, we have to watch ours when we put her out at night. She’s over 60 pounds with hair thicker than any sheep but she’s gotten a few scratches.
Oh, Roger and Marian are visiting. I guess they brought a friend. Where are the kids?
I’m sure they all have names. We’ll learn them next week.
We’ll, I’m assuming they’re visiting from Alaska.
Daphne–is the caring one. We really are in a frightening new world. Also, should Phoebe say ‘We all float down here” or “I’m Carrie. My name is Carrie” . . . . . hoo boy. Phoebe needs a hug and a good cry.
No better place to cry than on the porch. With raccoons.
When I was a kid, we used to live on the edge of the woods for a year or so and if we left the door open in the evening an entire family of racoons would quietly come in the living room and line up to be fed popcorn, then when you showed them the bowl was empty they’d all turn together and file out one by one.
We get them in town where we live now, they’re not the same, I wouldn’t turn my back on one, they’d probably steal the TV.
Country raccoons versus city raccoons. I trust neither.
There’s a woman in Louisville who lined one end of her driveway with bird baths. In her garage/storage building she keeps loaves upon loaves of Rainbow bread (the nasty undercooked white kind you can pinch like playdough.) Each evening, she fills all those bird baths with that bread and dozens upon dozens of raccoons show up for a buffet style dinner. She’s running a Golden Corral for raccoons.
Hey, those raccoons have good taste. That doughy, squishy bread is amazing.
I know someone who put out some sort of nut mix for the squirrels in his yard. He stopped when he found the rats swarming over it.
Me? I’ve done all I can for the wild animals around my house by filling the birdbath. I’ve got squirrels that climb over my roof. I figured if they give me trouble, I’d put out some traps, and…mmm…Brunswick stew…
yo Satan, you’d better come down here, your daughter’s going off the deep end. what makes me say that? she’s on the front porch, with raccoons!
Would he care? Something tells me he wouldn’t.
You’ve got an interesting take on the Evil One. It’s not that he’s tempting people to do evil. He’s just an entitled jerk. It’s delightful.
Hey, it’s what the most common form of evil looks like in my actual life. So why not?
Is this a callback to Phoebe’s previous encounter with a raccoon?
Indeed.
“Dear God!” That’s an interesting phrase to use with Satan living in your house.
Gotta pray to someone.
I was waiting until someone else posted this, but I feel that I HAVE to do this.
Since this is based in Canada, could it be that Phobe met THESE Raccoons? https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Raccoons
When I was in animation college, the head teacher was a Nelvana veteran who worked on that show. And Inspector Gadget.
That is fun 🙂
<3
Oooh Emily
Somebody asked. I provided.
I snickered unusually hard at that punchline panel. Good show!
The Francis force is stronk in this one.
This may sound like it’s coming from left field… (what’s the Canadian equivalent for that phrase? )
But since they have been living with everyday proof of Satan all this time, how religious are the main characters? I’m asking because the thought just popped in my head while seeing Daphne’s statement in the fourth panel.
Not sure. Maybe things will change if God ever shows.
Well, Jebus is in South Park so it’s not beyond the realm of possibility that he might embark on a road trip.
Could be an interesting meetup, especially if Jebus and Phoebe meet. Real Romeo and Juliet stuff.