Abner, the Invisible Dog Page #5

Uh, cable guys.

We're doing a little

scheduled work

on the lines

in your neighborhood.

Let me ask you,

are you getting a signal?

Well, we were,

but not anymore.

Good!

What's going on?

Cable guys. Some sort of

scheduled maintenance.

Get real.

Cable guys never,

and I mean never show up

when they're scheduled to.

Now that you mention it...

You know what?

Would you just let us come in,

and we can get fix it

right away, real fast.

You'd like that,

wouldn't you, kid?

I sure would.

Stranger danger.

But I can't.

You'll have to wait

till my folks get home.

Can you at least

just sign the work order

so we can reschedule?

I guess so.

Don't let 'em in!

Lock the door!

Lock the door!

Ow!

Please tell me you didn't

just cripple the cable guy.

Why did you do that?

My super Fido senses told me

something fishy was going on.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Those are the two guys

I overheard outside

plotting to do

a little dog-napping.

You mean those two cable guys

were phonies?

Let's find out what's going on.

Follow my voice.

Okay.

Whoops! Sorry.

Look! It's the Two Stooges.

What are they doing?

Sorry, chum,

I can't read lips.

What are we gonna do,

call the cops?

Well, they haven't actually

done anything yet.

I think it's time to do

a little spying.

Let me sneak out the back door,

and I'll check 'em out.

- Let me ask you. What's this?

- I don't know.

That! You know what?

Get over there!

Are you gonna call the boss

and tell him we can't get in?

- Not on your life.

- Right.

I don't want to be one of

the boss's ex-brothers.

Me neither.

Now, let's retrace our steps.

First, we stole

the top secret chemicals

from that government lab.

Right.

Then that kid gets 'em,

and they're gobbled up

by that goofy dog.

Goofy?

Who are you calling goofy?

- What'd you say?

- What?

- Huh?

- Who?

- What?

- Shut up!

I'm thinking third,

we break into the house,

kidnap the dog,

bring him back to the boss

so we can analyze his blood.

Yeah, see, that's the part

I don't like.

I don't like that they

gotta put the dog down

so they can analyze it.

I like dogs.

Yeah, me, too, but who's

gonna tell that to the boss?

You?

Not me.

Hey, look out behind you!

Ohh! Something

just bit my butt!

- It's the dog!

- What?

- Grab him!

- Grab him? Where?

Over here!

- Whoa!

- Over there!

Coming through, boys!

- Stumblebums!

- There he is!

I've always said the paw

is quicker than the eye.

Ahh...

The trouble with you guys is

you're just not dog people.

Watch it, fellas.

You might just step

in something. Hee hee!

Here. Let me give you

a little leg up.

Aah! Aah!

There he is!

Uh-oh!

Chad! Chad! Let me in!

- Come on, come on!

- Quick! Close it!

They almost got you when

you turned visible again.

You think that stuff

is unstable?

Maybe it was never stable

to begin with.

Maybe, but either way,

that was a close call.

I knew something was up

with those guys.

They want to analyze my blood

so they can recreate

the formula.

- Can they really do that?

- I don't know,

but they're prepared

to find out the hard way.

Well, I've had enough of this.

Come on!

Figures.

They cut the phone line.

Phone repairmen?

They're the ones that aren't

smart enough to be cable guys!

Dad keeps a second cell phone

in his bedroom for emergencies.

I'll call the cops.

First, let's split up and lock

all the windows and doors.

You know, Abner,

you're invisible.

You could just slip

right past them and get help,

and no one would blame you

for running away.

Run away and leave you alone?

Ain't happening, pal.

This home is my castle, too.

I can hold them off.

Chad, what kind of family dog

would I be

if I ran out at

the first sign of trouble?

The dog always runs off for help

in the old TV shows.

Yeah, well, that's because

those dogs can't talk.

It's not like little Timmy's

fallen in the well or anything.

All right. I'll take the

upstairs and get Dad's phone.

I'll try to lock

the windows downstairs.

- But you know what, Chad?

- What?

A dog would give everything

he had for a pair of thumbs.

All right,

let's use this gizmo

so the kid

can't call for help.

I remember!

We jam the cell phones. Yeah!

Hey, how does it work again?

- Microwaves.

- Microwaves.

It says here, "Properly ground

yourself before usage. "

Remember the boss

saying anything about that?

Yeah, he said we... And then...

Yeah, I don't remember.

- Ah, whatever. Let's go.

- Let's do it.

Okay, first I'll call the cops,

and then I'll call my dad.

Tell 'em to bring

a female K-9 unit.

Something cute

and not too German.

I'll ask.

All right,

let's give this thing a go.

- Yike!

- Murdoch!

Something wrong?

It says no signal.

That thing about

the grounding?

Yeah?

I don't think

we did that part right.

Nice place

you got up here, Ted.

So close to the beach.

How can you afford it

on what you make?

This is your place, Aunt Ida.

We don't live here with you.

Oh, no, dear,

you can't stay here with me.

No. It's about time you

stood on your own two feet.

Besides, I don't have the room.

Ooh. Seems I've seen

that car before.

Hmm.

Maybe we're being followed.

Well, we'll see you

in a couple weeks, Aunt Ida.

Well, I'll have to check

my schedule.

They keep me very busy here,

you know.

Oh, hello, handsome.

Beach party tonight?

Clothing optional?

It's time for your massage.

Did you call Chad,

see how he's doing?

I called him from the rest stop.

Couldn't get through, though.

You did remember to charge

the battery on the phone?

I think so.

Oh, relax, honey.

Chad's just fine.

He's probably working

on some science experiment.

He's having the time

of his life.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Come on, Abner.

Right behind you, Chad.

We gotta keep those creeps

from getting in here.

From now on, this room is

our command center.

Check.

I will be

the commanding officer,

and you will be

my loyal foot soldier.

Why do you get to be

the commander?

Because I'm older than you.

You're only three years old.

That's 21 in dog years.

Do the math, kid.

All right.

So what's the battle plan?

Better living

through chemistry.

Better for us.

For them, well, not so much.

Well, chemistry really

wasn't my best subject.

Can't we just hit 'em

with a garbage can?

Hey, somebody's barbecuing.

Yeah, it's us.

All right, let's go.

"Burnt to a Cinder" hot sauce

and chili peppers?

Are we trying to disable them

or are we trying to kill them?

Both!

Okay, then.

Cat! Did that sound like a cat?

Sounded like a cat out there.

Meow!

Easy, Abner. There'll be

plenty of time for cats later.

Cat! That's right, go ahead!

Taunt me, thing of evil!

Deep breaths!

Be cool, baby. Be cool.

Welcome to Toy Wonder Shack,

where all your dreams come true.

How can I help you?

Mind if we have a look around?

It's a toy store.

People are supposed

to look around.

Thanks.

Anything unusual happen

last night? Anything at all?

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