Bark Ranger Page #7

What do you say, partner?

You got it.

Well, Ranger, looks like

we're going to be staying here,

'cause this is

right where we belong.

How about I'll trade ya

this medal

for a bag of doggie treats?

WW gay.

And that's how

I saved the campground

and caught the bad guys!

Wait a sec,

I thought the kids found the gold.

Well, they helped,

but it was mainly me.

I did all that running.

Tell me the part about you biting

those guys on the butt again.

What it is with you

and biting people?

I do not bite people.

Just mailmans.

You're a strange little dog,

you know that?

Are you pickin' a fight with me?

What? No!

Thafd be too easy.

Yeah, yeah.

For me!

Ha! You weigh like an ounce!

I'd crush ya.

Try me, give me a shot, Ranger.

Ooh, now you're just

makin' me nervous.

Good. 'Cause I might

be small, but I'm tough.

Yeah, you're tough

to hang out with,

- !'!! give ya that.

- Do me a favor.

Tell the story again,

- hut leave out the boring parts.

- What boring parts?

The parts with you in it.

Oh. Cute.

I see what you did there.

- Get outta here, will ya?

- I'm goini.

Can't believe I let you

talk me into this.

You're a big boy, Carl.

You can make up your own mind.

Hey, Larry, do you think

we'll get to be

cellmates in prison?

Mailman Manama

- the first chance I get.

- Again?

- Hey, bro?

- Yo, bro.

Do they have school in prison?

- Yes, they do.

- Great.

I'll finally get my grade two!

Do you think the dog will write?

What? Peace.

I got a score set up for us

when we get out of here.

It takes place in a dog kennel!

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