Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for September 19, 2013
Transcript:
Poncho: Hey, can you smell that? Boomer: What? Poncho: It's… the smell of white bichon frise fur, sticky black road tar, an overwhelming sense of despondency, a hint of gloom, and a light spritz of chanel pour homme. Boomer: Wow. Have you been working out?
Wow, he can smell colour!