Philosophy.

Q: What's your job?

So sorry for no comic strip last week! I was away on a business trip in Chicago. On my way home, there was a bomb sniffing dog at O'Hare airport on the security line. Thanks to this four legged dude, he checked my bags and gave me permission to breeze through TSA pre-check. Since he didn't find anything dangerous, I was able to keep my shoes and jacket on as I went through the metal detector. No whoosh whoosh full body scanner for me all thanks to this dog with an important job! Now if only Kit and Betsy can do something to earn their keep...