murder in the backyard
The day I drew this picture, there were at least a dozen crows in our backyard. They were strutting around, scaring off the squirrels, and just generally being intimidating. Doodle has been trying to say “crow” all week, I think. It sounds suspiciously like his words for “car” and “cookie,” though, so I’m not sure if he’s really trying to say “crow,” or if the crows have gotten to him and are using him in an attempt to procure treats and transportation.