It’s not every day you need to find a kennel for your dead dog. But then again, today wasn’t every day, it never is. It started with Cracky’s nationwide hobo convention tour – the good one he runs to hide the bad one. I guess someone died or got lost in a hole somewhere but now they need me to fill in and help on the tour. I really lucked out because they’ll pay me with whatever, even pigeons and cheetos! I love cheesy pigeons.

So in order to tour with Cracky, I needed to find a kennel for my dead dog. It’s normally easy so this time I went in person and nobody liked my dog. I think he was smelling funny from the sun, but whatever the reason, nobody wanted anything to do with him. So I bought some spray and new car smell and we followed a van through the car wash. It took a while and lots of spraying but the dog was finally clean and ready for a kennel.

We went to a place I knew because I’d seen it before and they agreed to store my dog. I even brought a box! When they saw that, they said they would store him free of charge and there was room on two different filing cabinets. Great! That means the dog will have a good view. I love this place and they’re nice not to charge me for this sort of thing. And because the dead dog fits in the box, I always get him back good as new!

Time to go on the hobo tour with Cracky.

What a good day!