The internet thinks so. I’ve got thoughts.
Let me be honest with you: Courage the Cowardly Dog lives in my bones.
Growing up, I was a scared kid. I mean genuinely, embarrassingly scared of everything. Shadows. Sounds. The dark. The idea of something lurking just outside what I could see. And yet, every time that opening theme hit and that little pink dog showed up on my screen, I was glued. Because something about Courage made sense to me in a way I couldn’t articulate as a kid. Here was a character who was, at all times, completely terrified, and who did what needed to be done anyway. Not because he stopped being afraid. He never stopped being afraid. He just loved Muriel enough that fear wasn’t the final word. Now, “Do it scared.” is my motto…