Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for April 21, 2009

Transcript:

Bird: Oooh... Where am I? I remember...flying into a window... Feels like... I'm floating on clouds... Why, I must be in heaven! I can't wait to open my eyes and see what heaven is really like! Okay, that' disappointing. Poncho: Stand back, fleabags! Your tuna breath is driving him "towards the light"!