Hand me the map, Mabel.

This doesn't look like Topeka. I think we may have made a wrong turn somewhere.

*Sniiiiiiifffff*

Aaahhhh... the sweet smell of the great outdoors.

They call me Daddy Leopard.

I'm the baddest cat at preschool
The kids can't get enough
I get to go home with one each week
Such adoration can be tough!

How's that for poetic? Yeah, I'm good.

Go ahead. Call me an alarmist.

It all starts with a handful of leaves. Then two. Then three. Pretty soon I'll be all clogged up and do know what will happen?

Flooding!

Disaster!

Panic!

You don't believe me? Fine. We'll just wait until the first big rain. Then we'll see who's panicking.

I sure do love candy canes.

I wonder if Miss C. and Master W. will love the one I drew for them after I got back from my trip to the North Pole last night.

Ummm... Miss C.?

My paper bag doesn't seem to have a seat belt. Do you think I'll be safe sitting here while we drive?

Maybe I should sit with you instead...

Whoa there, Rhino!

Watch where you point that thing!

Hey!

What are you looking at?