Well, They Did Say Karma likes Talako
Comic #6 of A Dog Named Karma
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Words spoken out loud appear within white bubbles. The fainter white bubble in the second panel is meant to denote whispering, but is low contrast, so I’m including the full text of the dialog for the visually impaired.
Author notes at the end of the work.
It’s still December, 2019 —
Our awkward duo is rapidly approaching Frieda’s dormitory, and therefore, the end of their outing:
Talako: “A farmer’s market? How did — Did they just walk up and predict your future?”
Frieda: “Um, well, I was pretty stunned by how much they could see. Heh.”
Frieda (whispering): “Not now, Karma, I just can’t, sorry.”
Frieda: “ACK!!! SORRY! Oh my gosh, I’m talking to myself now! SORRY! First a psychic and…”
Talako: “Cut it out. I like hanging out with you and what’s a little talking to yourself when I just proved I can’t read signs? That was fun. I never get bored around you.”
Bonus Frieda-view of Karma’s Puppy Eyes (TM):
Author’s Note:
My parent’s dog remains a constant muse of cuteness so I’m happy to be able to share her joy with y’all.
I hope everyone had a happy and safe holiday season — and soon, it’s not going to be 2020 anymore!
