GRAMPA WAS AN ALIEN

THE CONTINUING STORY

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THERE ARE MYSTERIES IN THIS UNIVERSE WE HAVE YET TO DISCOVER. HERE IS ONE OF THEM

Meet Ethan, a little orphaned boy from Earth, and the Floogonian family who defied logic and norms to adopt him.

In truth, Xerix thought "child" was a pet.  The concept of having a pet - a concept unknown to the floog species - appealed to Xerix ... so while on Earth he adopted the most popular "pet" going, a child!

Once back home he made the discovery that he'd brought back a human. In order not to have him dissected, Xerix was forced to adopt the boy as an offspring, since Ethan couldn't be returned.  But together they lived quite happily - if a little confused - on Gizmox in the Klaxarian Galaxy.  (That's a little removed from us, so don't bother trying to find it)

Xerix, Ethan's adoptive Papon (Daddy) was an Exploration Scientist -  who studied all things Earth.  Qantuu is Ethan's Maamel (Mom) and, along with adult Floogonian brother and sister and many friends, tried their best to raise Ethan in spite of the differences.

They're still there, but the orphan is all grown up and living back on Earth, after hitting his head one too many times on the upper parts of door frames - floog are only 3.5 feet tall, after all.  Trouble is, nobody ever believes him when he tries to tell them he grew up in a galaxy far far away. 

Nobody that is, except his grandson, Lewis. He believes every single word, and we're listening in as Grampa Ethan relates his adventures on Gizmox.

Do you believe?

WHO AM I? . . I'm Elly Mossman, cartoonist extraordinaire (maybe I just made that word up - not sure, but it sounds good), and former editorial cartoonist with two 2nd place awards in the Canadian National Community Newspaper Awards

I've always had my head somewhere out there in the ether, so I might as well go whole hog and give it some life.  Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I love writing it.

I live in British Columbia, Canada with a husband and a cat.  One sheds and one snores.  OK, they both snore ( I'm not sure which one does the shedding), but who's really paying attention.  At least that way I know they're both still breathing.

I love making you laugh, so read the pages and enjoy!  Follow along every week to read the continuing story of Ethan - or as Xerix and the rest of the floog call him - 'E-fan', because unfortunately they can't get their little blue floog tongues around the "th" sound!

Feel free to make a comment in the space below.  Good or bad - I don't mind, it helps with the perspective no matter which ... although good is always appreciated.