Dennis on Hiatus

Don’t want to alarm my faithful readers (all 9 or 10 of you) when you notice that I haven’t put up any new pages for a few days…  Heading out on a vacation… but I shall return in a week’s time, refreshed and ready to tackle more mysteries, oddities and bad dialogue that can only be found in the Trailverse…

Trail Head 1  Just remember to ask yourself…  What Would Mark Do??

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Holy Plot Twist, Batman!!

Oh, just when I am convinced that I am so smart! That it will man vs. Beaver in the Wally Forest!  Shows what I know!!

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It’s (the) Beetles!  And not the Fab Four variety…  that have come to spoil all of Wally’s dreams of a happily-ever-after, married to Susan and living the life of a lumber baron…  It’s beetles that are taking down his “Crop”  “Stand” or whatever one calls a bunch of trees being grown for market…

And of course Mark the Nature Writer (I almost said Naturalist, but didn’t want to offend any in the audience…) is the one to diagnose the problem.  It’s not Wally, not the man who has made it his life to manage a forest, probably went to school and has a degree in Forestry or Forest Management…

I hadn’t noticed before, but judging by the hairline in panel one, it looks like Wally may have recently been subjected to a frontal lobotomy…

OK, Two Things…

One, I don’t think Beavers go after trees that big, and two, I think that tree needs to be harvested anyway…  But what do I know??  Apparently not much given this evidence!  While this king-sized rodent is working on a smaller tree, it’s clear that trees many times that size have fallen prey to the natural instincts of this predacious pest!

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So what’s the big deal?  A few trees go to the beavers, which are only interested in the smaller, top branches not the main trunk, which is what is money for Wally…

But then there’s this footage, which shows that Beaver and man continue to struggle over territory and land use policy… I’m pretty much rooting for the Beaver at this point, and if I ever find myself earning a living as a Beaver relocation service, I will either have to question my life choices or shrug just go with it…

Let’s meet James Allen

Since we are once again focused on wildlife and the spate of endured perils meted out by the apex predator community, I want to share with you something I discovered with the help of the Comics Curmudgeon.  (Much like like Columbus “discovering” America… as in “Hey- who are all you indigenous peoples??”)   We see below that James is quite the artist, this time not drawing a hapless, noisy Lynx, but rather a stealthy Cougar/Mountain Lion…  Doesn’t look good the young pair, now does it??

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But to the point above, and I warn you dear reader, scrolling down will bring you face to face with an image that will be very difficult to “unsee…”

James Allen has a Facebook page called the Adventurers Group, which Josh was tipped off to and I share his passage below.  For those of you not on the Facebook, I couldn’t resist pulling out an image from the Great Dismal adventure that never made it into the daily strip…  You can thank me later…

Hey everybody! This seems as good a time as any to cue you all in the existence of the Adventurers Group, a Facebook group run by new Mark Trail writer/artist and faithful Comics Curmudgeon reader James Allen! James will be posting some behind-the-scenes stuff from the strip in the group, so Mark Trail trufans (which I trust all of you are) will want to check it out. Maybe you can ask how long we’ll get to enjoy this red-hot beaver-on-beaver action in the strip — but no, that’s the sort of magic that can dissipate as soon as you look at it too closely.

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Oh Snap!

Grandpa gets shown two beaver-backs!  Or maybe it has nothing to do with the “relationship” of which he “disapproves…”  could be that he doesn’t want another male Beaver in the house…  or lodge, or whatever that pile of sticks and mud is called…

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Catch the “reaction” shown in panel two- is that victory emanating from the old Beaver’s heads or is that surprise?  Disbelief? Regret? Sorrow?  Hard to tell…  but as the two youngsters steel themselves for the adventure ahead, they also gaze at each other with hollow Beaver eyes…  almost spooky, huh?

A Little Catching Up To Do…

Ok, when last we saw Cherry and Mark, we were only seeing word balloons coming out of the green Jeep.  Riveting stuff, really, with Cherry continuing to prattle on about marriage and such…  Well, now we find our intrepid travelers in the warm embrace of Wally and Susan.  We know that his last name is Wood, but of course we don’t know her last name, on account of their not being married

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How nice to have roles so clearly defined…  “Susan has prepared a nice lunch for us…”  well, of course she has!  Why wouldn’t she?  And there’s nothing Wally likes better than showing off his trees…  I am simply agog at the suggestion that Mark should follow Wally “out” in order to “have a look at <his> trees…”  Wally I think the world abounds in trees, millions of them…  I sure hope yours are special.

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But of course we now have to cut back to our main animal story- that of the young male beaver looking for a new pond to call home.  Thankfully a “receptive” female awaits…  And what behavior does the female exhibit that would give one the impression that she is “receptive?”  Doing its best Mae West, something like, “Hey, big fella, why don’t you come see me sometime…?”

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Now that is one pissed-off Beaver.  I love the stare!  Not that Beavers have particularly good eyesight… From that distance, the Leader might just as well be staring at a couple of trespassing otters.  He’d never know.

A playful courtship begins?  Looks like a lot of bared teeth and angry posturing to me…  But then the Captain and Tennille did not sing a song about Beaver love, they opted for Muskrat love… which apparently is less violent…