Snaring Woodland Creatures

Wake up, bunny

thomphelps — Wed, 24 Mar 2010 18:07:10 +0000

The cycle of the seasons repeats itself. And though today greeted us on the front range of Colorado with a foot of snow on the ground, it is indeed spring and will be sunny and warm in no time.

For now and the foreseeable future, I’m taking a break from the doodles. I need to fill my spare time with writing, or else the stories in my head will never get finished. So like this bunny, it’s time to stretch, shake off the winter stiffness, and get to work. Thanks for sharing this creative outlet with me.

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An idiom I never got

thomphelps — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 15:23:45 +0000

So, what do cats and dogs say when it’s raining really hard?

The Mighty Shing!

thomphelps — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 16:27:24 +0000

I went for a walk in the snow on the back of Pikes Peak (Divide, CO) with my friends, Judy and Shing.

Shing is a Havanese. Most of the walk he was off-leash, and it was hilarious to watch him rocket over the snowy tundra, his ears flapping in the arctic breeze. Occasionally he would pause for a photo op, half submerged in a snowbank. I wish my phone’s camera took better photos…

The only scary point for Shing was when three full-grown labs (a golden, black and chocolate), out of voice range of their human, came bounding down the trail and wanted to “play.” They were easily 4 or 5 times his size and got a little rough for the diminuitive fellow, so he hunkered close to Judy’s legs. After that excitement, though, when the big dogs had moved on, he was back to his energetically intrepid self.

Denny Dengue

thomphelps — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 04:12:26 +0000

Watch out, Maria Malaria. There’s a new skeeter in town. (Yeah, I’m still a little loopy from lack of sleep.)

Kevin Bristleback, attorney at law

thomphelps — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 04:16:41 +0000

During the two-hour flight from Houston to Denver that I was on yesterday, between the in-flight snack and landing, somewhere over Amarillo I’m sure, I inked this haughty fellow.

I thought he might be a waiter at first, then noticed he was addressing a judge.

Feline in recline

thomphelps — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 04:09:41 +0000

When I was growing up, my family had a black tom cat named “Tom cat.”

My wife (who had lots of cats growing up) had a favorite named “Morris” who happened to look just like the finicky television celebrity of the same name. She still has a worn old t-shirt from the 80s with a print of his face on the front (the celebrity cat’s picture).

Do you have any favorite cat names?

Woof!

thomphelps — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 03:57:56 +0000

Ever since we decided to get a dog I’ve been doodling happy dog faces. (We’re two months overdo, by the way, and it’s mostly due to my procrastination.)

What do you suppose is on this furry fella’s mind?

I’m thinking it’s something like he just heard someone say, “cookie.”

Bird of Paradise

thomphelps — Tue, 23 Feb 2010 03:46:39 +0000

The Saturday before Valentine’s I had a dream that I was told what would happen to me in the afterlife.

Basically, I am going to come back as this bird:

That’s almost exactly what it looked like in my dream. Here it is from the side, even goofier:

Fly chat

thomphelps — Mon, 15 Feb 2010 14:30:00 +0000

Whiteboard Reese-us Monkey

thomphelps — Mon, 08 Feb 2010 14:00:57 +0000

A cute little four-and-a-half year old girl named Teagan was in the office last week. She asked me to draw her dad riding a motorbike on the whiteboard. (Had to think of a way to get her to make it animal themed…)

“If your dad was any animal, what animal would he be?” I asked.

Even four year olds know that everything’s better with monkeys.