Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for February 24, 2016
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Transcript:
Chazz: I can see a latch on this window. If I stuff you through the milk box you can open it. Poncho: Yeah, okay. Hey, which dog lives in this house anyway? Is it somebody I know? Chazz: Poncho?
-@Mikeand@Kalkuna
Couldn’t use the reply button, for some reason.
I grew up in Pittsburgh in the 1950s, and one of the houses where we lived had a free standing milk box on the back porch, but no milk box that gave access to the inside. It would have been better to have the kind that gave access to the inside. Many mornings we found the milk bottle (yeah, milk was delivered in glass bottles back then) with its top off, because the milk had frozen and pushed up out of the bottle…