Night of the Zoopocalypse

Huh?

Aagh!

Get off me, Hank.

Get your stinkin' feet

outta my face!

- Why don't you get your stinkin' face outta my feet?

- Got yourselves a little tangled up there.

Eh, boys?

Wait a minute.

This is your fault, Gracie.

Yeah, well.

I did tell ya I didn't wanna play your little games.

Games?

- Gracie done that on purpose.

- Got us all twisted up and such.

- Y'all done let Gracie outsmart you again.

So this is all just a game to ya?

Well, yeah.

You did tell the boys to pretend

to be a scary predator

and for me to act like I was the prey.

Then I got the idea to make things more interesting

with a new spin on maneuver 12b, 6, dash, 2-

- Just what we need, more Gracie ideas.

These ain't games!

These here are goldurn survival drills.

- Aw, why can't you just do 'em without me?

Because we's a pack.

It takes a whole pack, workin' together,

howlin' together-

Not now, ya numbskulls! Grrr!

Can't ya see I'm making a point here.

It takes a whole pack to survive.

And in case it slipped your mind, little missy,

you's a part of that pack.

Ugh.

All that boring old pack stuff just seems so

pointless.

Huh?

Pointless?

You just don't get it, do you, Gracie?

Sooner or later, something bad

or worse is gonna happen.

It always does.

Nothing's gonna happen.

It never does.

We live in a zoo!

- Families with young children.

Don't miss our petting zoo located in the red barn.

Exactly!

We're completely surrounded

by all kinda dangerous enemy critters.

Dangerous?

Really? I don't know about that.

I suppose whatever that is

don't sound dangerous to ya?

Well, mark my words, miss know-it-all:

Sooner or later, somethin' bad, or worse, is gonna happen.

Always does.

Outta my way.

Nature's a-callin' and my canines is a-floatin'.

Hm?

Hm?

Whoa!

Goldarn it, Maynard!

Dangerous?

Come on.

- It's closing time here

at the Colepepper Zoo.

Please make your way to the exits.

We hope to see you again.

Real soon.

- Lizard to toucan, snake to swans.

- Come on. - It's so cute!

Let's go, sweetie. Come, come.

Come on, honey! Let's go!

- I said that's enough, that's enough.

We gotta hurry up. We gotta go.

Come on!

- No! - I'm so done with this.

Let's go.

Oh, we gotta go, honey.

I'd carry you, Jesse Ron,

but you don't want that. Hurry.

- Something bad, or worse, is gonna happen.

Humph, not likely.

Nothin' interesting ever happens here.

- The radio show is going pretty good.

- And now a message from our sponsor.

["The Colepepper Zoo theme song"]

[indistinct booming in the distance]

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