I’m not sure if the relationship between a prize show dog and her (his?I dunno) owner/trainer in Latvian cartoonist Liana Mihailova’s Neverending Race (#81 in the venerable Mini Kus! line of “art” comics) is more a study in Cartesian dualism, polar opposites, or just good, old fashioned co-dependence, but clearly it’s far more emotionally and physically draining for one than it is for the other, and the “shattered” (as the Brits would say) partner isn’t the one who’s doing all the work.

Which is a rather clever ploy on irony in a general sense, when you think about it — I mean, it’s not who you’d expect, but really it is. Which just goes to show where decades of faux “sophistication” have left us, I suppose, but no matter — it’s not like the central aim of this work is to bowl you over with a “twist,” anyway. There’s…