Ned’s 2020 Adventures

December 15-16, 2020

December 15, 2020

Did Ned forget his key? Nope. He doesn’t have a key. He’s a magic elf. Maybe that’s his backup hat and all his magic stuff’s in the other one. Yeah, that might be it. Or maybe he’s just playing around. No, probably not. He knows nothing about sports, so odds are he’s not got that much of a playful side. But, still, I won’t completely rule out that possibility. I’m gonna figure this mystery out before I let him in. Well, shoot, maybe not. Frankie’s ready, so I guess I should let them both come in. Don’t want to punish Frank-the-Tank for Ned’s . . . whatever this is.


December 16, 2020

Okay now—now I know what happened here. What we have is, umm, yeah, Ned started talking crap about cats. Yeah that’s it. You know, saying dogs were cool and cats drool and all that. So then the feline tied his hands— Fine! Fine, you got me. You got me. I have no clue what in Santa’s name is going on here. I just report these things; I’m not an eye witness. Usually I rely on Ned weaving his tales about the happenings captured in a couple shutter clicks. But this one? He’s not talking. Obviously he couldn’t while he was all wrapped up. But mum was the word even after the cat left and Ned was cut down. These pictures will have to suffice to tell the story, ‘cause Ned ain’t talkin’. I do see a bit of a pattern developing after yesterday, though.


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