Bob, unable to live with the fact that he's about to watch a sweet, innocent little puppy be torn apart by an alligator, works up the courage to stand up to Ray and leaps into action. Unfortunately, he forgot about Phil, who immediately catches him in a headlock. (Looks like someone's been really working on his wrestling moves. Good for him.) Now all he can do is cry, cry, cry. Yeah Bob, this get rich quick by poaching a few alligators scheme is really working out well for you, isn't it? (And you just know that Ray and Phil are going to make him tell Rusty what happened to poor Sassy if she does end up being alligator chow.) Where oh where are Mark and Rusty? The poor little puppy doesn't have much time left.
Apparently, Mark and Rusty were still in dreamland (or at least Rusty was), and it was only when Rusty wasn't awakened by a wet nose, slobbery dog kisses, or puppy breath that he finally realized something was wrong. (He was even more sure when he found Sassy's little sleeping bag cold and empty.) Running out into the swamp, still buttoning his shirt, Rusty tells Mark that his little friend has disappeared. Mark, being the intrepid outdoorsman and father figure that he is, decides that she couldn't have gone too far and that they'd set out to find her immediately. Rusty apparently doesn't share Mark's positive attitude and immediately thinks up the worst possible conclusion to this situation. (Perhaps he has some kind of ESP.) Whatever either of them thinks, they'd better get moving. There's gators out there in that there swamp and I haven't seen any frogs lately, so they might have a hankering for puppies now.
Dressed and deciding to forgo breakfast, if only for the moment, Rusty and Mark head out into the swamp in search of the wayward puppy. Hurry up fellows, it looks like someone's found her first and she's going to bark her little head off to try to keep that alligator away. Unfortunately, any chance that her cries might be heard are being drowned out by Rusty's calls. Fortunately, Mark has enough common sense to tell him to be quiet for a minute. After all, how can she respond when he doesn't give her any time to? I sure hope that they're somewhere near to where she's tied up. Otherwise, they could stumble upon a scene that would scar Rusty for life and maybe turn him off of fishing, camping,
and photography. (Oh yeah, and Mark would probably feel pretty bad, too.)
Bob, unable to live with the fact that he's about to watch a sweet, innocent little puppy be torn apart by an alligator, works up the courage to stand up to Ray and leaps into action. Unfortunately, he forgot about Phil, who immediately catches him in a headlock. (Looks like someone's been really working on his wrestling moves. Good for him.) Now all he can do is cry, cry, cry. Yeah Bob, this get rich quick by poaching a few alligators scheme is really working out well for you, isn't it? (And you just know that Ray and Phil are going to make him tell Rusty what happened to poor Sassy if she does end up being alligator chow.) Where oh where are Mark and Rusty? The poor little puppy doesn't have much time left.
Apparently, Mark and Rusty were still in dreamland (or at least Rusty was), and it was only when Rusty wasn't awakened by a wet nose, slobbery dog kisses, or puppy breath that he finally realized something was wrong. (He was even more sure when he found Sassy's little sleeping bag cold and empty.) Running out into the swamp, still buttoning his shirt, Rusty tells Mark that his little friend has disappeared. Mark, being the intrepid outdoorsman and father figure that he is, decides that she couldn't have gone too far and that they'd set out to find her immediately. Rusty apparently doesn't share Mark's positive attitude and immediately thinks up the worst possible conclusion to this situation. (Perhaps he has some kind of ESP.) Whatever either of them thinks, they'd better get moving. There's gators out there in that there swamp and I haven't seen any frogs lately, so they might have a hankering for puppies now.
Dressed and deciding to forgo breakfast, if only for the moment, Rusty and Mark head out into the swamp in search of the wayward puppy. Hurry up fellows, it looks like someone's found her first and she's going to bark her little head off to try to keep that alligator away. Unfortunately, any chance that her cries might be heard are being drowned out by Rusty's calls. Fortunately, Mark has enough common sense to tell him to be quiet for a minute. After all, how can she respond when he doesn't give her any time to? I sure hope that they're somewhere near to where she's tied up. Otherwise, they could stumble upon a scene that would scar Rusty for life and maybe turn him off of fishing, camping, and photography. (Oh yeah, and Mark would probably feel pretty bad, too.)
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