Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I looked every place.

Margaret, sweetheart, listen.

I told her last night.

Her name's Lightning.

That is a fast-looking buggy.

My doggie's granny, that's a real neighborly thought.

Let's go have a look.

And he was kind of trembling and breathing heavy.

Have them start packing.

Yeah, yeah, that's it.

because I've changed my mind.

I swallowed it.

Come on, Lightning, faster, faster!

I don't think I can make it.

You mean you ate it?

Well, the first thing you know, old Jed's a millionaire.

That was the only way we could get that poor old thing over to the Drysdale's.

That's what you was planning for Miss Drysdale, wasn't it?

I can get my $30,000 back.

I mixed you up another batch of my special feed, Lady Belle.

But Uncle Jeff, I'm still hungry.

That's all right for him.

A mule should have your ticker.

But I have no use for a horse and buggy.