Two-Tone: I don’t understand, Cadpig. Why is everybody calling me fat?
Cadpig: Maybe you should look at yourself more often.
Two-Tone: I do. And I think I’m the cutest dalmatian in the world.
Cadpig: Have you tried looking at yourself from the chest down?
Two-Tone: Am I really that fat?
Lucky: Not this again.
Two-Tone: Lucky, I don’t know why everyone is calling me fat.
Lucky: You’re not fat. You’re big-boned.
Two-Tone: I’m fed up with this. I’m going to try to lose weight so nobody will call me fat anymore.
Lucky: Don’t, Two-Tone. I think you’re just fine the way you are.
Two-Tone: You really think so?
Lucky: Sure. I mean, for a pup your size, there’s plenty of advantages.
Two-Tone: Like what?
Lucky: Well for one thing, you give me piggyback rides. If you weren’t as big or heavy as you are now, you probably wouldn’t be able to give me piggyback rides.
Two-Tone: You have a point there. Plus, you brought up the fact that I love giving you piggyback rides.
Lucky: Really?
Two-Tone: Yeah.
Lucky: Beat it, Mooch. This is strictly for dalmatians only.
*Two-Tone’s stomach growls.*
Cadpig: What’s that noise?
Two-Tone: Oh, that’s my stomach. I’m kinda hungry.
Cadpig: But Two-Tone, we just ate two hours ago.
Jewel: Like, what a glutton!
Cadpig: She’s getting as bad as Rolly!
Jewel: No wonder she’s so fat.
Two-Tone: I’m not fat. *stomach growls* Oh, this is so embarrassing. My stomach’s growling in front of all my siblings, and they’re telling it to shut up. What am I going to do?
Lucky: *makes Two-Tone a big feast*
Two-Tone: Oh, thank you, Lucky!
Cadpig: Karma. You gotta love it.
Cadpig: But those two are so spoiled.
