Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for July 28, 2014
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Transcript:
Poncho: I can't let anyone see me in this naked, collar-less state! Poncho: Maybe I can sneak through these bushes and find my way home. Poncho: Life in the wild… No vestiges of civilization… Can feel self reverting… To animal roots… Carmen: I think I hear him grunting in the bushes. Chazz: Gimme a snausage, I'll flush him out.
Or… that exceptionally snotty bird who stole his collar might swoop down and grab that snausage!