Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for May 20, 2008

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Rob: you're Whitey, right? Well, Bucky's not here, so- Whitey: We need to talk, Mr. Wilco. Your cat owes me a considerable sum of money. Rob: So? Nothing to do with me. Whitey: How quaint. Perhaps you don't know how things work, Bukcy's debt is your debt. A few phone calls, and your lawn is a rodent cemetery. Rob: Maybe you don't know how things work, see, you're out without a collar or tags. On call to- Whitey: Hey, whoa, no need to involve the authorities. We're all friends here...