The Gift.

Iggy and Muppet, I have a surprise for you!

“Can I eat it?”

No, Iggy, you can’t eat it.

I can.

No, Muppet, it’s not food.

Doesn’t matter.

Okay then.  Anyway, I’ll give you a hint.  It’s something outside.

“A tree?”

We already have trees outside, Iggy.

“But I meant a new tree.  Something new to pee on.”

It’s not a tree.

A woodchipper?

What, Muppet?

A woodchipper!

It’s not a woodchipper.


Sorry, Muppet.

Can we get a woodchipper?

What?  Why do you — never mind.  We’re not getting a woodchipper.  

Aw.  Okay.

Anyway, it’s something outside and it means more fun for you.


What have you always wanted, Iggy?

“A poodle?”

I don’t want a poodle. 

“Neither do I, Muppet, but I used to.  But wait — it can’t be a poodle, unless you’re keeping her outside?”

What?  You can’t keep a poodle outside!  

That’s right, Muppet.  It’s not nice to–

She’ll just whine that it’s too dirty outside for a princess like her and ‘boo hoo now I won’t smell like perfume and flowers and unicorn puke’ and then I’ll have to snap her neck.

Calm down, Muppet.  It’s not a poodle.  It’s something that’ll make it easier for you to play behind the house.

“Wait, is it a –“


What?  Muppet, it’s not–


“We’re getting a zip line?  I would have guessed you were finally fencing in the backyard.”

Iggy, we’re not–


“I have to say, that’s kind of a weird choice, Karen.”

Iggy, it’s not —


You’re not going to eat birds, Muppet.


“You should have ordered a fence.”

I did, Iggy.

“Fat lot of good it’ll do — Muppet’s just gonna zip right over it.”

I didn’t get–

ZIP LINE!  Awesome!

Never mind.

Hey, can I watch Fargo again?

No, Muppet.

Hi again.

“Hey Karen?”

Yes, Iggy?

“Can we say hi to the reader people again?  It’s been a really long time.”

Oh, wow, you’re right, it has.  I guess I haven’t had time lately to — Muppet!


Stop that!


“Karen, why haven’t you had time–”



I thought you were going to stop that!

I wasn’t planning to. 

It doesn’t matter what you were planning, I’m telling you to stop!


Don’t do it again.  Sorry, Iggy, what were you saying?

“How come you don’t have time to say hi to the reader people?”

Well, Iggy, it’s just — oh, hang on.  Muppet!


What is that on the floor?

Um… my toy?

And what’s the fluffy white stuff?


That’s right.  What did I tell you about that?

Um… the stuffing stays inside the toy?

Yes.  Where is the stuffing now?


And why is the stuffing outside the toy?

The squeaker was sad.

What are you talking about?

It was crying.  It was trapped in the stuffing.  I freed it.

It wasn’t crying, Muppet, it was squeaking.  It’s a squeaker.  That’s what it does.

Oh.  Oops.

You know this, Muppet.

Um… yeah, I do.

“You do!”

Stop that, Iggy.

“Sorry.  So how come you don’t have time for the reader people?”

Because I —

Karen?  Karen?  Karen!

What, Muppet?

Can I have a new toy?  This one’s busted.

“New toy?  I want a new toy too!”

No new toys, Iggy, you have plenty already.  Take one from the pile in the corner, Muppet.  Iggy, the reason I don’t have time — Iggy, where’d you go?

“You’re right, Muppet, it’s way more fun when it’s outside the toy!”

Told you so!


Holiday cheer.

Muppet, what did you get for Christmas?

I got a pink rope toy and a rope with a tennis ball!

Iggy, what did you get?

“Umm… well, actually, I got a rope with a tennis ball.”

You got one too?

“No, not ‘too,’ Muppet.  That’s my toy.”

Oh.  Sorry!

“Can I have it back?”



That’s all right, Iggy.  I knew she’d do that, so I got you other toys.

I’ll get those too, you know.

“Yeah, Karen, she will.”

You’re right, Iggy.  Is there anything else you’d like for Christmas?

“I wouldn’t mind cuddling.  Can we cuddle?”

We can do that.


“And maybe Brian can take Muppet out, cause she hasn’t pooped in a while.  And then you could sneak me one of the new toys?”

Iggy, that’s a good i–

I heard that!


Besides, I don’t need to go out.  I pooped on the rug in the front bedroom.  I’m good for now.

Dammit, Muppet!  

What?  Why dammit?  Damn what?  

Every time I think you’ve learned, you pull this!

It’s raining.  I hate pooping in the rain. 

It doesn’t matter if you hate it!

I never see YOU poop in the rain.  If it’s so great, how come you don’t do it?


Wow.  Calm down.

“They say the holidays can be stressful, Muppet.”

Yeah, Iggy, I’ve heard that too.  Must be a human thing.

“I suppose so.  Hey, can I have my tennis ball when you’re done with it?”




Merry Christmas from me, Muppet, and of course, Iggy.

“Oh no, not the antler picture!”

Hush, Iggy.



A Profile in Courage.

You know what, Iggy?  

“What, Muppet?”

I could make this.

“Make what, Muppet?”

I could totally make this.  

“Make what, Muppet?  I can’t see!”

Iggy, hold my beer.


What, Iggy?

“Muppet thinks she can totally make this but I don’t know what this is ’cause I can’t see it and she told me to hold her beer but I don’t know what beer is and I don’t have thumbs anyway and–”

Muppet, you don’t even have beer.

That’s not the point.  Before you do something cool you’re supposed to say ‘hold my beer.’

No, Muppet, that’s before you do something stupid.  

Or cool.  It could be cool too.

No it can’t.  Both of you get inside right now.



I could have totally made that.



Iggy + Muppet + socks.

Iggy!  Muppet!



What are you doing with those socks?!

“Ut shocksh?”

The ones in your mouths!  What do you think you’re doing?!



What do you mean, “nothing”?  You’re shredding them!

Nnnggggg!  Rrrrr!

“Unh uh.”

Yes you are!  Put them down!  You have plenty of toys to play with!


Oo ot!

Yes you do!  They’re right there!

Ee aayed it dozh!

“Eah, ee aayed it dozh!”

Well, play with them again!  Drop the socks!

Iggy ursht.

“Unh uh, Ugget ursht.”

Both of you together.  Count of three. One, two, THREE.

Rrrrrr!  Nnnngg!

“Ooo heated, Ugget!”

You cheated too, Iggy.

“Unh uh!”

You didn’t drop the socks either.  

“I gignt?”

You gig–ugh.  You didn’t.


Drop the socks!

Ut shocksh?

Never mind.

Iggy offers guidance to Muppet.


I probably could.

“Sure, you could.  But you can’t.”


I’m infected, remember?  I have to.

“You’ve been on antibiotics all week.  If you didn’t by now, she’ll figure—sshh, here she is.  Hi Karen!”


Hi Iggy!



Yes, Muppet?


This is a nice mat.

I’m glad you like it.


It’s soft.

Yes, it is.  It’s really for when you guys track in dirt and mud, but if you want, I can get you one just to lay on.


See, Iggy?

“But she didn’t say—“



“Oh no.”


Yes, Muppet?


Can I pee on this?  I’d really like to pee on this.  Can I pee on this please?





“I told you so!”


Did you, Iggy?  Good boy!  Muppet, listen to Iggy.  He knows what he’s talking about.


“Yeah!  What did I say, Muppet?”


You said it’s better to ask forgiveness than permission.  



“That’s right.  What should you have done, Muppet?”


I should have just peed.


“That’s right.”




I’ll listen to you next time, Iggy.

I’m getting the crate back out.