One of my long-time readers sometimes comes across comics with a disability theme. He then types up a description for me. As soon as I read this one, I knew it had to immediately go up here. among other things, it is an awesome example of “You may think I’m drowning, but this is the way I swim.”
The artist is Fábio Coala and I think more of his work can be found at
The actual comic is at
The description is as follows:
In the first panel, a boy with brownish skin and spiky brown hair under a green ball cap is holding a large cardboard box with air holes. He asks “What is it mom?” From off panel a voice says: “Open it!”
In the second panel, the box is open. A yellow puppy is emerging. It’s right front leg is missing. From off panel the boy says “A puppy!”
In the third panel the boy is holding the puppy looking dismayed. He says: “Wait… What kind of a puppy doesn’t have a leg?!” The puppy is gleefully wagging it’s tail.
In the fourth panel the boy is storming off with a tear in his eye. He shouts “What’s the point of a sick dog? This sucks! I don’t want no puppy. I don’t want anything. I hate you!” The puppy looks at him confused. There’s a pink ball next to it.
In the fifth panel, the puppy looks at the ball and wags his tail.
In the sixth panel, the puppy takes the ball in its mouth.
In the seventh panel, the puppy is running with the ball in its mouth.
In the eighth panel, the puppy falls over with a “pof!”. The ball slips out.
In the ninth panel, the puppy has retrieved the ball and is running again.
In the tenth panel, the puppy approaches the boy who’s playing a video game.
In the eleventh panel, the puppy is looking at the boy while holding the ball and wagging its tail. The boy turns and says “You’re not like the other dogs… You can’t play. You’re only there for people to feel sorry for you. Don’t pretend you’re happy.”
In the twelfth panel, the boy takes the ball and says “Gimmie that. Now catch… and get out of here.” The puppy looks elated.
In the thirteenth panel he throws the ball.
In the fourteenth panel the puppy is running.
In the fifteenth it falls over again with another “Pof”.
In the sixteenth, the boy says sadly, tears in his eyes, “See, you’re not like the others.”
In the seventeenth, the dog regains its footing.
In the eighteenth, it lunges and latches onto the ball, happy again.
In the nineteenth, the boy smiles, tears still in his eyes.
In the twentieth, he wipes away a tear and smiling says “It’s no use, right? You don’t care about your leg… You’re happy anyway…”
In the twenty first, the puppy looks at its missing leg and raises an ear in confusion.
In the twenty second, it returns to looking at the boy with absolute joy.
In the twenty third, we finally see the boy’s full body. His own right leg is amputated above the knee. He walks on crutches saying “OK, let’s play outside.” The puppy runs ahead of him barking.