Chief, I telephoned the animal shelter.

Mrs. Drysdale, the club has prized that animal.

Ellie, dear, the animals here receive the very finest care and the kindest of treatment.

That's the truth.

That's the way.

What's the matter?

The Beverly Hillbillies.

Are you the one who's been doing the yodeling?

She followed them all the way to the shelter and proceeded to, and I quote, beat the living daylights out of the entire staff.

Well, open up the cages.

Take care of the dog?

Give me the bowl, Granny.

And do you realize that I am the chairwoman of the celebration committee?

Save me from the big rat!

Mrs. Drysdale's putting on the pressure.

It's too far from the street.

Take it out to the gate.

I call it the dog catcher.

This way to the music lessons.

Partner went off the road trying.