Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for February 25, 2018

He’s got your number, Poncho! You will live to regret those choice insults you tossed out!

Bet this vicious dog jots down ALL the cars’ license plates.

Police dog?

Careful, Poncho. He will find out where you sleep!

I have a papillion, Rudy. I was driving in Virginia Beach and pulled up at an intersection along side a car with a papillon. I beeped at the people. We both rolled down our windows, and I swear, those two dogs carried on a conversation. Rudy would do some barking yipping and growling, then go quiet, and then the other would start carrying on; back and forth. It was like,

Rudy:“Excuse me, but do you speak papillon?”

Dog 2: “Why yes, I do.”

Rudy: “Do you live here in Virginia Beach?”

Dog 2: “No, we are on vacation….

Have to laugh at Bitsy here sitting in the window telling all the big dogs that pass by, safely on their leashes, what she’d do with them if only there wasn’t a window stopping her.

Treating dogs, or people, like you will never see them again is a common mistake. You may forget them, but odds are they will not forget you and when you least expect it your bosses cousin, or your sisters new boy friend will ‘snap’ and remember you. Awkward and possibly dangerous. Particularly the ‘hunt you down’ type of encounter. Just be nice or be quiet.

Only in the world of comics can a dog hold a pen and write your plates down to come and kill you.