Oops…

 

Farmed animal vets. Can they really even be classed as vets?

 

I’m on FIRE with the quips today, eh!

 

The sexy saxophones…

 

It’s just easier if I do it

 

Animal exploitation never has a limit

 

Good Dad…

 

Parental worries….

 

Death does Divorce

 

Jolly good show

 

Housework…

I can’t help what happens in my brain…

Homelessness…

 

Take a bath…

 Silly, I know….

Rude!

 Don’t be offended. It’s just my brain enjoying it’s own brand of humour…

Meet Steve…

 Steve is Cathy’s husband. He’s a true family man, British style. I haven’t decided what that fully entails yet.

Anyway, he does his bit…

Introducing Cathy.

 We are Family. Meet Cathy. Wife of Steve, mother to Amber (12), Bobby “Bobster” (7) and Lil Lil - short for ‘little Lillian (3). A cat and a dog and whatever else makes up the perfect family…

Homeless

 Humour has a home everywhere. 

Consent?

 If you have to strap them down, is it consent?

The invisible ones

There is a lot of invisibility in the world. None are more invisible than farmed animals, until they are wrapped and packed on supermarket shelves….

I drew this for my vegan self.