Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 30, 2015

That was just mean, Ponch…

I think Carmen lives next door to me. Yesterday, while I was sitting out front a young woman walk by, hair tied back and wearing an Orange sweater. I refrained from saying “Hi Carmen.” A while later she came by again headed back to her car. This time I could that under her Cardigan sweater she was wearing a matching Orange tank top. And to top it all off she was carrying an Orange and Black backpack. I refrained from yelling “Hey Ms, do you have any cats?” Maybe she’s just a Carmen wanabee.

Dogs’ll be dogs.

At least he is taking a bath and without being pushed into it !

I’d be more afraid that she had a jack russell named Poncho…

bottles of iodine and bleach!

It would have been easier for him to just roll in something.

Meh, that’s why cats lick themselves after you pet them, to get your stink off them

I hope Ponch is not a Jack Russell. I LIKE Jack Russells…

Priceless!!!!

“Ugh! I’ve been kissed by a dog! I have dog germs! Get hot water! Get some disinfectant! Get some Iodine!”

To paraphrase Lucy: “People germs, people germs!”

If she was a dog person she would’ve been able to tell he was faking it. If you can’t get his leg to move involuntarily, he’s just not that into you.

Good comments all. ___________@ont: Boston Terrier mix___________On pooch cafe.com, Poncho answers that question by saying that he is the product of millions of years of evolution. Thereby not really answering the question.

I like not knowing what breed he is. Harder to stereotype that way.

Iodine AND bleach? Poncho, calm down, it’s just cat lady cooties. Well, maybe girl cooties, too. Poor guy.

I think Carmen is pregnant

I am the proud and happy servant of a 15 year old rescue tricoloured jack Russell girl. She is my precious furbaby