Pooch Cafe by Paul Gilligan for January 27, 2014
Hudson: The storm's picking up again! Poncho: We gotta keep on the mailman's trail! Poncho: Fresh droppings! We're closing in! Hudson: Soo… Cold… Poncho: Okay, five minute shelter! Hudson: Remember bacon? Poncho: Don't think about that! We'll be trapped in here by frozen saliva!