It is very rare that I work on a Bob the Squirrel strip that doesn’t work.  I pride myself on getting it right (or right enough) on the first pass.  With everything that’s going on in our world, including a wedding date rapidly approaching, time is at a premium.  Quality time… time in which my brain is not mush from the day… premium.

I’d been working on this Sunday panel off and on for two days.  I NEVER work on a strip for that long.  But, I thought I could salvage it if I worked on it a little longer.  Maybe a light would shine once I got to the bottom of the bristol.

Nope. No light.  Not even a firefly.

I made the decision to scrap it all late last night.  It may not sound like a big deal to anyone else, but for me… it’s unusual.  I hate starting over, but I guess it’s better than throwing out an idea that, for lack of a better adjective, sucks.

Just thought you’d like to know that.