Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for April 26, 2013
Bird 2: Go away! Petunia doesn't want to talk to you! Poncho: "Petunia"… But of course her name would be reminiscent of waves caressing a moonlit beach… Poncho: I wrote you daughter a love song! Is it okay if I sing it to her… Dad? Bird 1: George, your blood pressure.