Poocher considered himself a smart dog with

Poocher considered himself a smart dog with a sharp nose like Ace the Bathound or Tintins dog, Snowy, but his stakeout of the half man half manatee spooking around his neighborhood

had not been as succesful as he believed a dog of his caliber was capable of achieving. Poocher decided he would have to train himself so he could turn into the dog he was destined

to be: Slinky Dog. He already had the felt ears, but the obvious obstacle for Poocher was turning his entire midsection into a slinky. "I need something like a painless can opener

to trade for some xanax from the next frat guy I meet." Poocher's comment made all the other toys slightly uncomfortable. Who would be the first one to confront him about his addic

addiction? He shuddered with the uncertainty of the situation. The little plastic car smiles comfortingly at him, but it does nothing except worsen his nerves. As Poocher hands him

a screw driver and a screw driver to start the smiling plastic car and settle his nerves, he remembers that the evil step god mother had warned him she'd have revenge. Maybe that w

Oman was the one in the red coat on the railway station platform waving? He dared not wave at anyone he didn't recognise. The screw driver was in his attaché case. He felt like

a spy or maybe slightly like a pervert. He fluttered his fingers at Oman, just to appear normal then quickly opened his case & grabbed the screw driver. "Just a few more steps &

I will have completed the assembly of my brand new Mellotron. Oman marveled at the assembly. The craftsmanship. He couldn't wait to hear the sounds that came out of it.