David Belisle

The lone Lobosaurus stopped and looked around. He’d been trudging along head down for some time and evidently strayed from the Michigonian neighborhood path. He was nearsighted and a little hard of hearing, a dino with pre-existing conditions, if you will. …

“C’mon, Emily. Ya gotta do it. It’s been twelve days for crying out loud.”
The Emilymurphy shook her head as she had for each and every one of those twelve days. As the administrator of the Gee-Yes-Aye Swamp Dino Work Force, …

The Rudygiuliani peeked into the Oval Dwelling for a moment, withdrew and returned to his conversation with the Markmeadows.
“He’s been in there a long time. You sure he’s okay?”
“I think he’s working up the courage to concede.” …