Snookums

Your neighborhood chevron gas station invites you to... Let George do it! Brought to you by the makers of climate-tailored chevron supreme gasoline and RPM compounded motor oil. And George Valentine opened his own office. He advertised to the world at large.

That no matter what problem might be troubling them, all they had to do was leap it to George. This then he's had a variety of clients with a variety of problems. Now it's early morning.

George is just opening the door to his office. Oh, here's Mr. Valentine now. Well, good morning, Claire. Mr. Valentine, this is Mr. Ralston. He's been waiting to see you. Oh, fine. Glad to know you, Mr. Ralston. What can I do for you?

Mr. Valentine, do you like dogs? Do I like dogs? Why, Mr. Ralston, you're speaking of man's best friend. Everyone else may face you, but a dog remains faithful and loyal to the end. I guess I like them. Why?

Because I've got to find Snookums a home for a couple of days. Welcome. My dog. My wife calls him Snookum's. She's a great one for Nicknames. She calls me Bunny. Where do I come in on this bunny? Mr. Rolfum?

You understand I can't trust just anyone with Snookums. He's a very valuable dog. Besides, my wife is quite fond of him. But Mr. Rolfum, why do you have to find a home for him? Well, I've got to have him out of the house for the next couple of days.

Why? Because I... Well, because I just do that song. Why not send him to a camel? Well, I couldn't do that. They might... I mean they... well, I couldn't do that. Why not? Snookums wouldn't be happy there.