July 9th is clearly, obviously the perfect date to fire off Cartoon Week.
Uh…for reasons. I swear. Hell, let’s just say it’s because back in my day, summer was a magical time of getting to watch cartoons multiple times a day. That’s is, you got morning shows as long as you were in grade school (ie, pre-teen and awaken with sunlight), and then a second showing at 3 PM that everyone (mostly) got to see.
Summer is a bit different these days, since the internet makes cartoons available basically all the time. But Scooby? I don’t care how you see it, to me, Scooby Doo will always be a Saturday morning or afternoon treat, regardless of what Cartoon Network makes available on their app.
Does that make me a bit of a Cartoon Curmudgeon? Probably. But anyone who cares can straight get off of my lawn.
That said, I have to get a few Curmudgeon points back for grabbing this shot of Smoky’s wet paw print. The Puddinette bought him a plastic pool for the backyard that he alternatively fears and adores. This is one of the many prints he left tonight after being just brave enough to wade in after his frisbee.
Of course, I couldn’t help but give him a Scooby Snack after exhibiting such bravery.