Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for August 16, 2010
Transcript:
Poncho: Wait, what about my sister? Boomer: Ah, she's a girl. She's got cooties. Let's go. Poncho: Nocturna? Aren't you coming with us? Nocturna: Nah. You and I are following different roads, Perry. Poncho: But we're family. And you said I was "radical" when I crossed the street with my eyes closed. Nocturna: I'm pretty sure that was an accident. Besides, I think I'm a vegetarian. Poncho: Well, I wish you the best.....
I don’t think we’ll ever see Nocturna again. Vegetarian dogs don’t live long – they starve to death!