Bark Ranger Page #6

a vacation after this.

Maybe the South of France!

Hey, that's Jack's dad!

Wait up!

- Ranger?

- Okay, you come to me.

My paws are killing me!

Careful, those kids

may have laid some traps.

Hold it.

Something isn't right.

Why is there

a number one on that tree?

I don't know, but I'll tell ya

I'm pretty happy

there's not a number two on that tree!

Wan.

It smells like a trap.

Oh no, no, no, no.

It's all me.

Yeah, a while back I stepped

in a big pile of deer doo-doo.

I'm talkin' huge!

Like you wouldn't expect

that much

to come out of such a tiny,

angelic creature like...

How do you know

it was deer duo-duo'?

I saw him leave it there.

- Then you stepped in it?

- I walked over to look at it,

- and then I stepped in it.

- On purpose?

I was curious how it felt.

And?

It felt squishy between my toes.

You took your shoe off, Carl?

Like I said, I was curious.

Okay, we start here

at the number one tree.

What if that's the trap, huh?

They get us to start here and then,

boom, a trap gets us?

Good point.

You got a point.

Why don't I climb into the tree

and look for traps?

Em u.

- Easy, careful, careful.

- Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, Larry?

- Yeah.

- Would you give me a boost?

- You got it, bro.

- Thanks.

- Okay. On three.

- On three. I got you.

- One, two, three, go!

- One, two, three.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I went on three.

Can u

magma.

- I got you.

- I don't think you do.

I ain't gotcha!

- What?

- Oh god.

- Don't let go!

- I got you, bro!

[swam

I think so.

It was in my mouth!

It burns, Carl!

M;

Mm.

Help me! My tongue!

What? What language are you speaking?

I can't understand you!

I hate the woods, Carl!

I hate the woods!

It says,

"Follow the wrong path."

Which one of these

is the wrong path?

"This way" or "that way"?

Okay, according to this...

we're supposed to be

going that way.

So the wrong path

is no path at all.

We should go straight.

Your Uncle Philo must

have had a lot of time on his hands

{Em u.

Ranger, keep an eye out.

I'll keep a nose

out for him, thank you.

That works better for me.

And by the way,

why do people always think

they can tell dogs what to do?

What is this, the army?

They can tell dogs what to do?

What is this, the army?

Th-B way?

Thu way?

- Which way?

- Dunno.

What if it's another trap?

- Hmm.

- Let's go that way.

No! Think about it.

Whenever someone

asks you which way you're going,

I always say "this way."

Take the path that says "this way."

No, no, no, no.

That's not right.

Whenever someone

asks me which way I'm going,

I always say

"I'm going that way," not "this way."

- I never say "this way."

- Never?

Hardly never.

That's how they get ya.

They get inside our heads, man!

Next thing you know, boom,

we walk right into another trap.

What if we go around?

Avoid the path altogether.

Yes.

Good idea.

Wait a sec.

That's exactly what

they want us to think.

Who knows what kind

of traps lay out there beyond?

Yeah, like quicksand

over quicksand.

Carl, quicksand?

- Possibly.

- Snakes and stuff?

Underneath the quicksand.

- You think there's bears?

- Definitely bears.

Here's what we do.

I take this way,

you take that way.

If there's a trap on either one of

these paths, it only gets one of us.

I hope it's you.

No offense.

Likewise.

Good luck, chump.

- See ya, sucka!

- Later!

Carl?

Carlito?

Carl!

Carl! Carl!

RBI-Ii?

HEMP:

Wait! Larry!

It's me, Carl.

I'm just covered in a net.

It's all good!

Come on, Larry, wait up!

Mail,

Wait.

- What?

- Let me just get out my map.

It says, "Beware

the sands of thyme,"

but it's not T-I-M-E.

- It's like the spice.

- Herb.

- What?

- Thyme is an herb.

And that's important why?

There's a patch of it

right there.

Well, I guess we'll just

avoid this patch

of spice-which-is-

actually-an-herb.

=@fli@~ =11W=

Larry!

Where have you been?

Don't ever split up again!

Do you hear me?

These woods are dangerous.

Pinky swear?

We gotta find those kids

and get that gold!

- Let's do this!

- On three:
Go!

Yup-

Should be just

around this corner.

- Are you sure?

- I hope so.

This is it!

REEF?

Wow, this is amazing.

It's gotta be here.

We're getting close

to that gold.

I can smell it!

It's so cool.

- Easy, easy.

- Wild thyme!

Yeah, I'm glad

you're enjoying yourself.

No, no, no.

It's an herb.

Thyme is an herb!

I'm gonna take some of this.

It'll go good with the dog food.

Carlito! Once we catch those kids

and get the rest of the gold,

you can eat anything

you want any night!

- Take the thyme. Knock yourself out.

- Yeah.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I think so.

- What is that?

- Lucky that didn't fall on us, huh?

This is it!

I knew it!

We found it!

Jack? I think you might

want to take a look at this.

Whoa!

"All the shine has been mined."

"Three spins of the round

and it shall be found."

So he mined all the gold?

This is all that's left?

It's not here, but somewhere.

"Three spins of the round

and it shall be found"?

What does that mean?

No idea.

Aha! Gotcha!

Carl?

Oh, right.

Ha! Ha!

We gotcha!

Yeah. Not so tough without

your dog now, are ya?

Quit hitting me with

that headband light thing!

FILER,

Oh, you'll see what happens

if you kick me again, kid!

Yeah, we'll see him

kicking you again.

I can't argue with that logic.

Pipe down, the three of yous!

Don't rope me in with them.

I'm on your side!

Awn, Wm.

Easy-

Oh, you've got to

watch this one.

She's sneaky, Carl.

[Him.

Now that we have hostages,

we don't need

to wait for nightfall, bro.

Let's get QOiHQ-

Hang on.

I'm a burglar, not a "hostager."

The correct term

is "kidnapperer," Carl.

And we are out of options.

- What?

- Here's an option for ya.

All right?

Dad, he's getting away!

No, he's not going anywhere.

So where we going?

- Huh?

- That was a trick question.

Hold still, ya big baby!

We woulda got away with it

if it wasn't

for those meddling kids.

Yeah, and their dumb dog.

- Whatever.

- Actually, he's pretty smart.

Smarter than you.

- Hey, what's your problem?

- You were gonna leave me!

Oh, I would have broken

you out of jail, eventually.

Well, guys, sorry

you didn't find any gold.

Don't give up!

Mafia.

Where you gOiFIQ?

Something's not right.

If Philo died here,

his gold should still be with him.

Three spins of the round?

Wan.

One, two, three!

- What is it?

- It's the gold!

You found it!

You're a genius!

You did it!

We did it!

Malayan

mm 22411.

See, he's with family now.

You did a good job, boy.

I help people.

It's what I do.

Go get it!

Well, guys, looks like you got

two more weeks of fun,

and then it's all over.

What? I thought

we saved the campground!

Yeah. Where are

Mom and I gonna go?

You said they were

keeping it open.

That's the first time

she said "Mom and I"

without wincing in so long.

Thanks to you guys,

they are keeping the campground open,

but school starts in two weeks.

I bet we can have

plenty more adventures in two weeks.

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