Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for August 03, 2008

Transcript:

Boomer: Oops. It went downstairs. Go get it. Poncho: No way. It's scary down there, and you'll slam the door and lock me in. Why don't you go get it? Boomer: Okay, rock paper scissors. One, two, three -- Poncho: Paper! Boomer: Paper! Shoot, you can't make rock or scissors with a paw. Poncho: Let's thumb wrestle. Boomer: No opposable thumbs. Poncho: Right. Boomer: I know! Let's play "Battleship" for it! Poncho: Great! Where's your "Battleship" game? Boomer: In the basement! Go grab it! Poncho: Okay! Noise: SLAM!