I love Mutts by Patrick McDonnell. It's one of the few strips out there that make me feel like I did when my grandmother used to hand me collections of Peanuts cartoons (paperbacks from the 50's and 60's, when Snoopy still walked on all four legs, which I still think are the best of the strip's history).
This is a strip I came across ages ago - but tonight, as I was looking for comics to turn into a worksheet for my students (we're learning to use quotation marks in dialogue), I found it again. And again, I thought how very like my mother the cat Mooch is in his simple, direct advice. Mom's given the same advice to me more times than I can count. Like Sourpuss, I have a habit of getting overwhelmed by the immensity and bleakness of life - and sometimes, I need a reminder that there IS such a thing as thinking too much.
Love you, Mom. Thanks for the most excellent advice.