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If you’ve never played before, here’s how it works:
Come up with your own creative caption for the cartoon below. Don’t be afraid. It’s fun. Enter your caption in the “Leave a reply” box below with your name (any name you wish) and your email (must be valid – No-one will see it besides me). Check back periodically to see what others have entered.
My cat and I will choose our favorites and will announce the winning captions on Sunday. Have fun!
The caption Winners are on my next blog post:
January 2022 Winning Captions | Steve Richter Art
We don’t talk about Bruno.
“I wonder if the neighborhood kids know what’s REALLY in snow balls?”
Quick! Grab it! We’ve already lost one of his ears! If we lose this one, he’ll be permanently deaf!
Well … we can always take the “s” out of his name …
Whatteryou … goofy?!? Of course it’s not cotton … !!!
This shit’s getting real!
I keep telling him he’s not Buck!
Just another Idiotic flunkie!
I hope he doesn’t eat it like last time. That is so gross!
Oh great, I forgot to bring the snow shovel and there’s no way I’m touching that.
Do you want to know the weird thing? Humans love to throw it at each other. If they only knew.
Wait, what – he pooped?!?! If there is yellow snow I’m outta here!!!
“I hope it’s a late spring this year.”
Ok, you know that Sia song? If you can sing it all in one breath then I will pick it up.If you can’t ,you pick it up.
Don’t worry, it was frozen before it hit the ground.
Rectum? Damn near killed ‘m!
Freeze!
Well that’s good. He shit a smoothie this morning so he must be feeling better.
I’m going to call it a snowball. It’s going to be huge.
It’s called Turdle.That one is white so we leave it.He has 5 more chances.When they come out yellow and green, we post it on Facebook.
What have you been feeding him?!
Hey! Looks like we won’t have to fix the ice maker after all.
” What’s wrong with naming him Puddles?”
Look Harold! He done dropped a tater!
That’s called a ‘delayed opening’.
No, the shelter said he’s a “wintry mix”.
No that’s not it…Hat!
Is that his tail, or…how’s this work?
That reminds me. I need a haircut.
Hank! Get the tweezers! I think I see your ring!
Did you bring the tongs? I did not bring the tongs.
Would you stop screwing around? There’s a warm front coming.
You’re right! This one doesn’t have legs either!
Did you remember to bring the snow cone?
“Look! Look! A new member of the family!”
“Marsha, yes he’s beautiful of course, but I dunno know if we can support another member of the family!”
…do we have to pick it up if it blends in?
I don’t understand, Bob. He never does this when he drinks Sanka brand decaffeinated coffee.
It’s so cold out, one of his balls froze off.
That thing stinks. Too bad I can’t get away from it…but I can’t, I’m a damn snowman.
I bet Frosty never had to walk the dog or pick up shit.
I do the walking, you do the picking up. That’s the rule.
Oh…SHIT! What did you feed him?!
A few more of those and we can make a cat!
Harry, we’ve got an issue here; We don’t have any plastic baggies!
Size matters.
Six more weeks of winter!
“Oops, her ears fell off again. Maybe we DON’T have six more weeks of winter.”
“Hmm…the button nose and the eyes made out of coal make sense but no one can see the corncob pipe unless we manage to get him to lift his leg.”