Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for January 08, 2009
Transcript:
Poo Poo: Guys, help! Poncho: Hang on, Poo Poo! Boomer: Here, grab hold of this stick! It's no use! We need something longer! Poncho: And strong enough to walk on! Almost like... Poncho + Boomer: ... A plank of wood! Boomer: ... you're not gonna run and get that plank of wood you've got up there...? Poncho: Oh, sheesh, right! Why didn't I put that together?
My plank (60 years or so ago) was Mr. Bunners, a wee stuffed rabbit given me by my Mum one day on holiday. I still have Mr. Bunners, he sits on my computer screen yet.