Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for July 30, 2016
Transcript:
Boomer: Oh no! Now they're holding hands while the sun sets! Poncho: Stupid sun! Boomer: And here comes a balloon salesman to add some romantic whimsy! Poncho: I've never even seen a balloon salesman on the streets! Boomer: The whole universe seems bent on creating romance between these two! Poncho: How on Earth are we supposed to waylay the entire universe? BARF!!
Throw up in front of vet, straight to her practice. Don’t bother opening your mouth for the thermometer Poncho.