Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for March 13, 2012

Transcript:

Poncho: I'm serious! If you die, who's going to take care of me? Poncho: Oh, no! Not her! You can't leave me in the clutches of a hideous cat person and her filthy brood of cats! Poncho: Y'know what, it's fine, it's fine. With the money you bequeath me I'll just build a giant transformer robot that shoots plasma beams and turns into a titanium egg-shaped resting chamber at night. Poncho: You mean she gets you money too??