Share This Story
We have had several days of beautiful weather, which means the picnic table inside Chez Herd is in high demand. But we all know the problem with picnics.
What a beautiful day. Let’s go hang out on the picnic table.
Cheoah’s proposal sure sounds promising, but Frankie is reluctant to leave the deck.
Staying right here, Cheese. You know the problem with picnics.
Cheesewhiz persevered and went out for a peaceful nap on the picnic table. What could be more restful?
How peaceful.
But Cheoah. What about the problems Frankie talked about? What could go wrong?
Anytime you have a picnic, the pests always show up uninvited.
We don’t see any pests. What are you talking about?
Now do you see?
2 Comments
Leave a Comment
A Kibble Jar
Call it a tip. Or the euphemestic "Buy me a coffee." Or, in our case, "Buy us some kibble." Hu-Dad prefers patronage. Generous patrons have supported artists throughout history. Whatever you want to call it, if you enjoyed this post, consider making a donation to help offset the costs of this website. Your support will help keep our stories ad free.
Read Another Story
← Back One Story ◊ OR ◊ Forward One Story →
Hu-Dad's Latest Musing
Our Hu-Dad shares the latest updates on his writing projects, the books he's reading, and other details in random musings posted on his website. You can check out his novels there as well.
Lost in Fur: Tech Gone Wrong
March 21, 2025
Smart tech meets shedding chaos. My newest robovac takes on four Siberian Huskies—only to get hilariously lost in an avalanche of fur.
Enjoy it your way
Hu-Dad's Novels
His books pay for our food!
I love that face Cheese Whiz???
Mom sez: By the look on Cheoah’s face, Typhoon is about as welcome as ants, at THIS picnic!