The author of this comic strip came to our house one time when I was little. He was visiting some family at Pickwick Lake (I think) and somehow came over to our house with some of my stepmom’s friends. I absolutely couldn’t believe it that somebody famous was there with us at our house. He seemed like a really nice person and he left a couple of doodles of our dogs and an autograph for me and my brother.
The author of this comic strip came to our house one time when I was little. He was visiting some family at Pickwick Lake (I think) and somehow came over to our house with some of my stepmom’s friends. I absolutely couldn’t believe it that somebody famous was there with us at our house. He seemed like a really nice person and he left a couple of doodles of our dogs and an autograph for me and my brother.