Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for February 22, 2005
Transcript:
Poncho: If you're feeling sick, you should feed me now. Carmen: No, Poncho. Poncho: But what if you croak? Carmen: You think I might be dying, and the only thing on your mind is getting fed? Poncho: Gasp! You're right! Who's going to give me my walkies?