Six more years
Despite my complete obliviousness at the time, Sam and Fuzzy's 6th anniversary snuck by a couple of weeks ago. Six years is a long time, Charlie! Just think... if Sam and Fuzzy was a human baby, I'd already be shoving him into boarding school so I could spend my days watching soap operas.
Anyhow, what do you say about 72 straight months of cartooning? I'm glad the comic has found an audience that enjoys and supports it. I'm glad the art looks a lot less terrible than it used to. But most importantly, I'm glad I still enjoy doing this as much as I did on day one.
(Because otherwise, this anniversary would probably qualify me as some kind of masochist.)