Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 17, 2011
Transcript:
Chazz: Wait. How did you lose my umbrella at the dog park? It wasn't even raining when you left. Poncho: I buried it earlier. I bury things in secret locations in case I suddenly need them. Carmen: Hey, what happened to the refrigerator? Chazz: !!! Carmen: there's jam fingerprints all over the handle! Poncho: Oh, I'd bury that in a New York second if I could.
Wasn’t it last Sunday he dug a hole for a Brontosaurus bone? I think the fridge would fit in there!