Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dogs. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

GOOD DOG!!!

Blind Pop Warren (and his dog Rex) witness a murder!


Ah, but Pop still has ears!

So of course, the killers kidnap his granddaughter and force him to come to their lair...



HEY!!!! Stop that!!

Well, the dog will get his day...




HEY!!!


And so...


GOOD DOG!!!


Harsh, but true.

Now if it were a cat...

From Suspense Detective #5 (1953)

Monday, July 3, 2017

Manic Monday Triple Overtime--Dog Poop!!

You know whom we haven't checked in with for awhile?

Rang-A-Tang The Wonder Dog!!

Man, I love Rang-A-Tang!!

Anyway, as was the style back in those days, Blue Ribbon Comics started a club to attract dimes from their young readers:

Hey, it's all harmless, and they seem to have a good cause, and the right attitude, and--

Wait... what's that!?!?

"Bowel Functions"?!?! BOWEL FUNCTIONS?!!?!?!?!

Look, I'm not sure what kind of information you're looking for here, especially in the small space provided. Size? Frequency? Consistency? Smell?

I'm just saying, it used to be acceptable in this country to encourage children to write in and describe their dogs' poop. What a country...

Ad from Blue Ribbon Comics #17 (1941)

Monday, April 18, 2016

Manic Monday Triple Overtime--Frank Miller And The Dog Apocalypse!

Frank Miller (no, not that Frank Miller) is having a bad day...

Or, maybe he's just off his medication?


Well, he goes to a friend's crib, and lays out his theory:


Wha? Cute dogs?!?! A threat?!?!? However could that be?

See--that's why you shouldn't teach evolution in school--it's gives your unstable teacher paranoid fantasies!!


But...

Ahh...the absence of evidence is actually the proof!! So obvious!!

All righty, then, Frank Miller is looney tunes, right?


Damn them! Damn them all to hell!!

So Frank goes home to fetch his dog, and they prepare to...hypnotize him!!

Take my word for it--hypnotizing a dog isn't any great feat...





Well, that solves that...


Well that's all settled, and now Frank can adjust his dosage, and...

Wait--there's more?!?



AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

This is all Siskoid's fault...

From Journey Into Mystery #62 (1960), as reprinted in Fear #6 (1972)

Monday, February 22, 2016

Manic Monday Triple Overtime--I Am Suing This Comic For Libel!!

You know that it is truly a weird war tale when, out of nowhere, you find your own good name dragged through the mud!

We're at a K-9 unit training facility...

But there's one bad apple amongst the trainees:


Hey!! Wait a minute!! That's MY name!! And I don't "beats dawgs"!!

I also don't beat donkeys or dames. What the hell, comic book?

Sarge Crawford goes out of his way to paint me as an irredeemable villain:

Well, yes, I do "believe in death," to the extent that it's an actual thing in the real world. But don't make me out like I'm Thanos or something...

At least they gave me a promotion (after strongly implying that I deliberately killed Sarge Crawford accidentally):


Hell yes, now who's the sergeant!?!?

OK, now we're going waaay too far. It's bad enough you put me in your story and defame me, but to kill me?

Someone get me Matt Murdock or Jennifer Walters on the phone!!

From Weird War Tales #31 (1974)