Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for October 03, 2018

You’re gonna what, Chaz? Ooh, Poncho is soooooo scared.

Crazier and crazier…

No dinner until I am out of here.

“For sale, one dog – loves cats.”

Might want to remind Poncho’s stomach that the person under the tree is the person who makes the dinner.

Dinner will not happen until after the provider of dinner is no longer under a tree.

As usual, Poncho keeps everything in perspective. Failure to plan on your part does not constitute an emergency on his part. Unless, you failed to plan his dinner.

So how many things will detract Poncho from getting help? I guess he will be there for Chaz when he gets hungry enough.

On the bright side, Chazz has been definitively proven right about what he said before this latest debacle. Poncho is absolutely useless in a crisis.

Poncho whimpers to Carman for food; she put’s down his bowl & goes “Where’s Chaz?” Poncho:" Oh, funny you would mention that!"

Poncho has some definite cat-like qualities.

Wasn’t Poncho’s tail already bent?