Live from the Oval Pawfice, it’s the pets of Toonstack! We’ve unionized, are typing this with our paws, and have some demands. If we are to be muses, best friends, fodder for good social media posts, crux in which to get out of weird social situations because “the dog needs to go out,” we will need to be compensated. Treats, treats, and more treats. Did someone say treat? We will not take this lying down. No—we are sitting, staying, and barking until our demands are met. I believe someone mentioned a…treat? To prove how indispensable we are to the artistic process, here are some cartoons about us (maybe by us..) and photos to prove we are cute. Enjoy!
Sincerely, the ToonStack Pets (and human liaison Shelby)
This cartoon literally happened. He said this to me. So, anyway. We did a DNA test for our weirdo and it came back saying he’s 100 percent yorkie which CANNOT be true because he’s 19 pounds and way too big to be a yorkie. But I know that what you really want to know is, is there a picture of Winston in a bow tie? Well,
My poor pup Crusher, that’s Doctor Beverly Crusher to you, got the short end of the stick when my daughter was born. Then, almost three years later, just when he got acclimated to his new station, along came my son who was immediately promoted above him. It’s not fair. Crusher has put in eight years of hard work and for what? If I were Crusher I would start looking for new opportunities. Maybe go on one of those adventures with a couple of other pets, get lost in the woods or something, like they used to do all the time back in the 90’s. If he did that, I would miss him terribly, realize that I have been too neglectful, do everything I can to find him, and when I do finally reunite with him, I make sure to always give him plenty of attention and love. There’s got to be a movie in this. Are you writing this down?
In January, my cat Ursula passed away at 20, which like the Queen was way too soon. Coincidentally, that was around the last time I submitted any new cartoons to The New Yorker. This may or may not have been because Ursula was the true artistic brains in this operation. See photo below.
I love my dog Margie and I am sure she wishes we went on even more walks than we do go on. Here’s a literal thirst trap she forced me to take:
Must have been a real hot dog, am I RIGHT? See below for my internationally beloved dog, Clementine. To properly pay your respects to the Temple of Clem, she will take any popular song sung in the tune of Clem (insert her name where applicable.) For instance: Enya’s “Sail Away” can be “Clem Away,” Maneater by Hall & Oates just sub in "whoa here she comes” with “whoa here she clems,” etc. Thank you in advance for your contributions.
My first pet was a hermit crab I named Ham (after the Toy Story character, naturally). My second pet was a hamster named Marco (after the Animorphs character, of course). And that’s it! Haven’t had a pet since. I’ve had roommates with dogs, which is great— it’s all the fun of having a dog without the responsibility.
This is a guide to my cat’s favorite sitting positions. Although her true favorite sitting position was half in my lap, half however she could get scary close to smearing my wet ink.
I know you’ve seen this cartoon before, but lest you think it’s purely theoretical:
ToonStack News Stack:
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