Simon: what is it?
Ethan: it’s the new porch Cat.
Simon: I’ve never seen one so close before! I thought you were just make believe tales!
Garf: Cat! Kill it! Bark! Bark! (Cough! Hack ! weez!)
Cat: Hello dumb dumb. Be a good dumb dumb and lie down. Good boy.
Simon: My name is SIMON and I am a shelter dog, this is my parents, they adopted me. That’s mom and that’s dad. I like grass, do you like grass? You’ve probably seen lots of grass and sticks. Do you like to dig? I saw a bird yesterday, it was pretty cool.
Cat: you’re funny, I saw a bird today,
Simon: really! Maybe it was the same
Cat: and then I killed it.
Simon: wha…why .. why…
Garf: Haaack! Cough! I told you, they are evil. We have to kill them all. Before you know it they get moved inside and you’re on the streets!
Simon: Oh that would never happen. I sleep under covers and with a pillow…
Garf: What! I thought you had a cage..
Simon: I mean, I sleep in my crate, because it’s my crate, and no one else’s crate. it’s practically my favorite place to be.
Cat: you’re both prisoners. You get that right?
Garf: We get three meals a day!
Cat: oh, you mean, like a prisoner?
Garf: Kibbles and water! Sounds like Thangs Givings to me!
Regarding Samuel 