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up with figs, fly puppy

Once upon a time, Lisa and Adrienne worked for the same alternative newsweekly. Now, both spend their respective days mining their creative souls and leading hermit-like lives. And so an idea was hatched. Every week, one would send the other a sketch - either in illustration or word form - and the other would make a companion sketch. The result would be posted on both their blogs every week, just for grins. Even if the result isn't award-worthy, the exercise might make both minds more nimble. Hopefully.


Lately the dog has taken to jumping and snapping at any insect that flies near her. It’s hysterical, really, watching a corgi launch from stumpy legs at a horsefly.

It’s surprising how many bugs she catches. I mean, she’s not a danger to the local population. But any number of successes above zero is a win, when you’re only a foot off of the ground. 

Her face is what gets me. It’s a mix of delight and what-the-hell-is-in-my-mouth-and-would-it-be-cool-to-spit-it-out. It’s an expression I know well.

Text ©Adrienne Martini; illustration ©Lisa Horstman. Until the end of time. Or something.



We had a dog who liked to chew bees and spit them out like tobacco. It was HYSTERICAL. So glad to hear your princess poopsalot is helping with the insect population.

Ahahaha! There's another Princess Poopsalot out there! I need to go tell Mika (once she's up from her Nap #3)

Our Princess Poopsalot is too busy chasing bugs to sleep.

We used to have a cat the would catch and eat flies. He cold be sound asleep in an upstairs bedroom and hear a fly buzz on the back porch. He'd come downstairs, get the fly, then go back upstairs to resume his nap. RIP, Pius.

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