Big Nate by Lincoln Peirce for December 20, 2004
"I talked to Mr. Eustis this morning. He's leaving town to spend the holidays with his family." "He asked if you'd take care of Spitsy for the week, and I said you'd be happy to!" "Isn't it nice, Nate? You've always wanted a dog for Christmas, and for the next seven days, you got one!" Pant pant pant pant pant pant pant "Great. A 40-pound lump of coal that smells like Kibble."