Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for November 05, 2012

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Boomer: Looks like all the birds have flown south for the winter. Poncho: What? What are we supposed to bark at? Boomer: They left us this. Poncho: Snort! How condescending! Like we're just a bunch of knee-jerk spazzes who'll bark at anything that-- Poncho: Bark bark bark! Poncho: Y'know, those birds ain't half bad! Boomer: Ya gonna go easier 'em in the spring? Poncho: Nah!