I may not be a spring pup anymore but I’ll tell ya… I like this whole super power business that’s been going on.

At first I didn’t like that little Ashley girl messing with my dog, Pappy. The were always yappin and yawing sounding like a bunch of drowning hound dogs to me. But then she let me know the poor fella had a sore tooth and that’s why he hasn’t been as frisky as he used to. So I guess I see how this superpower business could be useful.

And then I woke up with these freakin’ lasers shooting out of my eyes. Damn near burned my roof down. Aheh!

Now, you might not think shooting lasers out of your eyes would be any sort of useful. But I beg to differ… it’s the easiest way to keep those ragamuffins off my damn lawn.

Ohhh, here comes that long-legged Taylor kid. Go git’em, Pappy!

Hey you- Stay off my damn lawn!