Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for October 17, 2006

Transcript:

"Rob says I gotta got to the vet to get my arms checked." "Man, you can't go to the vet when there's something wrong with you! They'll put you down like a boy in a dress." "Down? Down where? Down like on the floor? Why would they put me on the floor?" "Can it, Bucky. They're not gonna put Satchel down." "That's good, right?" "I wouldn't be so sure. Look at 'im. He's one tire tread away from being Flappy, the road squirrel." "Bucky..." "See, I've only ever been down to about here." "Put your knee pads on, Flappy."