Ozy and Milly, by D.C. Simpson

The somewhat surrealistic adventures of a young red fox girl and a grey fox boy, by Dana Claire Simpson.

“That which does not kill us makes us stranger” : apparently not an original quote, by it does sum Ozy & Millie up rather nicely. A gentle style of humour, much in the Calvin & Hobbes or Peanuts tradition. No kites in trees yet, although Millie is perfectly capable of somehow persuading Ozy to let himself be tied to a kite, and then getting the kite stuck in a tree. Ttwo young, non-conformist kids live – not in a poetical semi-fantasy world, because when one has an eccentric red dragon for an adoptive father you don’t need extra oddity in your life, it happens anyway – but in a perfectly ordinary town with snobs, bullies, craven adults who let the bullies run riot, and dedicated followers of fashion. Fortunately, Ozy is naturally zen.

Occasionally one of the youngsters does or says something considered weird enough to get them sent to the school psychiatrist, who seems to enjoy a nice chat over a cup of tea and a biscuit with someone whose critical faculties and imagination were not, in fact, removed at birth.

Suitable for readers of all ages, really. There are occasional references to current affairs, but these are usually fairly comprehensible to non-USians I would especially recommend it to the unfortunate spawn of right-wing bigots, in the hope that here at least they may find a little gentleness and understanding. Or, failing that, devise their own game of House Rules Parchesi (NB this seems to require a moat at some point).

Oh, and Ozy’s father is only eccentric from a certain point of view: that of someone who’s never met the rest of the family. Cousin Isolde, always plotting, even if it’s only to get the children to do homework without realising it; Uncle Alastair… ah, Uncle Alastair !

Dead tree versions are also available.


The strip remains online, but the adventures have come, as do all good things, to an end. The author has other projects to admire. See the site for details.


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