Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Neither.
Might be a big spread of years between the first and the third.
They're exposing him to great danger.
Oh, they write to me regularly.
Antihistamine pills.
Can I hold the line, Mrs. Granny?
Oh, there he is!
Well, the first thing to tell him to do is to get rid of the hat and do his cooking in a pot.
Sorry, Chief.
He might just return the favor.
Yes, sir.
["Black Gold, Texas Tea"]
Vitamins.
He's in the tree?
Needs it, too.
Thought I told you to secede from these parts.
Excuse me.
It's time for your throat spray.
He's older than I figured.
Ellie, Charlie's not in the kitchen.
Oh, Mother.
They've got him climbing trees and eating possum pie.
I spoke to young Master Armstrong, and he told me to tell you that he ain't ready to go home yet.
Oh, city feller, I wouldn't do that if I was you.
Oh, Granny!
Oh, they don't work.
leaving Dubois' plan in vain and ending her reign of terror towards animals once and for all.