Yep. Rufus is collecting cans. Exciting! Not for the nickels, just in hopes that those cans will somehow deliver him from his miserable existence by makin’ him famous. (At least to the owners of www.catfoodcommercials.com. Which somehow doesn’t seem to be owned, so if you want to get Teeka visiting your web site, take that hot tip!)
It’s wonderful that the people of Gasoline Alley have kindly separated their garbage so that all of the cat food cans are in the same place (and under a conveniently picturesque tree).
Also wonderful? The vortex in space and time between the first two panels, where Rufus can throw his cans away from Joel and yet they’ll whip around and hit him in the back of the head.
