Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 27, 2023

This could be a case of opposites attract. If the vet has a bad sense of smell, she might be fine with a dog that rolls in garbage.

One person’s garbage is a(nother) dog’s perfume.

So a skeleton walks into a bar and orders a beer. And a mop.

This crush is bound to crash and burn.

Uh, Poncho, isn’t going to be a while before you see her again? Or do you plan to feign sickness — or even get hurt — so you have an excuse?

To get rid of the vet smell?

Uh oh…they’re onta you, Ponch!

I thought this arc was finished Saturday.