Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for May 30, 2010

Would an electric, hands/paws-free can opener be easier?

Classic. Love the can openers. My dogs know where the cookies are. But they just can’t figure out how to open the drawer they’ve seen be opened a thousand times. There’s just a disconnect there. Poor Poncho.

The rise of man began with the opposable thumb, and he began wondering what to do with it. The can opener was inevitable, along with the T-Bird and Mustangs.

If you want your dog or cat to come rushing into the kitchen, run the electric can opener.

All I have to do is rustle the bag of dry dog food, and he comes running. Won’t respond to any other bag, either.

Ahh, canned paradise.

A dogs greatest dream come true.

Hey Poncho, once you figure out how they work let us humans know too! All the manual ones in my drawer look like something from a science fiction movie.

Humans were created to be the personal can opener to the dogs and cats of this world.

How can my cats hear a can lifted.

Know what you mean, Lewreader. I want to know how one of my cats used to be able to detect which can I was lifting. She only came if it was cat food or red kidney beans. Weird!

Cheer Poncho it’ll happen someday

Is that street paved with bacon strips?

Really funny strip, and I especially love the road paved with bacon!