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No One Here But Us Canines

"Dogcatcher?" you repeat, not knowing what else to say.

"That's right," grins Dick. "Any dog without a license gets tossed in the dog pound. That's the law." Here the aged comedian's face darkens. "Say ... where's your license, Fido?"

"License?" you exclaim, taking a step backwards. "I don't need no stinkin' license. I'm not a dog, I'm a werewolf!"

"Me, too!" yips Fred, joining you at the door.

"Dog, wolf, what's the difference?" shrugs Dick. "You're still a canine. And I have a job to do!" With a speed and dexterity surprising for a man of his age, Dick raises the net over his head and comes charging at you.


Written by Funny Animal

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