[dc]T[/dc]hese are the thoughts which run through my head after I consume media.
Thankfully, now I have an adorable orange cat, Nigel, with which to share my theories about who really is the boss.
We are not amused. Photo by me.
After being a ‘cat parent’ for about three weeks, I can assure you, Nigel is the boss. Stephanie and I adopted him at the Capital Area Humane Society, and we could not be happier. He is a good kitty. Yes, he is. YES HE IS
…ahem.
#My original plan was to color the last panel in such a way as to mimic the style of a popular comic strip about a cat who loathes Mondays and celebrates lasagna:
Heathcliff. Five minutes into actually trying to color, I realized it was not going to happen. At least not this time. Since I am not accustomed to coloring comics, I didn’t have a set method. I did, several years ago, when I drew a different comic, but that knowledge is lost to me (for the moment) like the secret of
Greek fire.
When I have the time to re-learn how to color stuff, I will play around with color again. Besides, I also didn’t like how the colors looked.
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Panel 1: [Daniel is addressing someone off panel] Daniel: As the title suggests, commonly accepted gender roles have been reversed. Panel 2: Daniel: A MAN does all of the cooking and cleaning, while a WOMAN holds the cliche ‘office job.’ Panel 3: Daniel: Which forces the viewer to opine, ‘Who IS the boss?’ WHO indeed? Panel 4: Is it TONY because of our patriarchal society? Is it Angela, because she hired Tony? Panel 5: Or, is it MONA? Pulling their strings with Machiavellian Precision? Panel 6: [Daniel to Nigel the cat] Daniel: I know one thing. It sure as HELL ain’t Jonathan. Nigel the Cat [thinking]: Take me back to the Humane Society!]
