The second sighting happened as my dear one and our dog were strolling and were nearly mowed down by a car evidently piloted by a zombie connected to her i-doo-hickie--perhaps awaiting instructions from the mother ship. DOH! sorry I'm mixing my horror movies.
So as you can see....sometime cartoons come from a place other than gentle whimsy; like grumpitude. But hey, a doodle is a doodle, right?