DINNER AT PRAWNSY’S.
(We were filming a movie. Don’t look at me like that.)
Prawnsy and Mac and I did more work with Tim today, involving a little storyboard where Tim invites some friends over for thanksgiving, and while he is taking his dog outside, the oven explodes or something and all (two of) his friends die horribly. Very intellectually complicated stuff, you guys.
The important parts involved the development of The Dog, Tim’s pug and his only long-lasting friend (since it isn’t dead yet). Tim believes that if he names the dog or gets too attached, it’ll probably die somehow too. Thus it is only called The Dog, and he won’t admit to loving it, even though he coddles the hell out of it. Mac drew this stuff of The Dog, but I wound up taking it home so HEY here it is.
And The Dog looks something like this:

Blorf.

