What to do now? The Hays teenagers are held captive by the Alien Attack Dog (which, if you have teenagers, may not be the worse place in the world for them. If we get out of this thing alive, I might have to borrow that gravity-rock-shackle-thingy). Big Bad Bud has presented ridiculous demands for his “unique” services. And the future of the world as we know it lies in the balance. I close up Chucky the Wonder hamster’s exer-globe and, without thinking, toss it to the ground. Big Bad Bud senses easy quarry and shoots out from the garage smack into the hamster globe, which rolls down the sidewalk, bounces off the fence and into the driveway. With Bud in hot pursuit, Chucky the Wonder Hamster regains his senses, notices the killer feline bouncing after him and takes off running down the street in the plastic globe passing old Mrs. Johnson in her 1972 Pontiac Bonneville on Washington Street. Well, at least that gets Bud and Chucky out of my hair for a few minutes so I can try to think of a way out of this impending doom.
Let me think…let me think… Everything has a weakness, hasn’t it? Achilles had his tendon, Napoleon had his Waterloo, The Wolf Man had silver bullets, Michael Jordan had baseball, Scooby-Doo had Scooby Snacks….wait a minute! Could it be that easy? Could the AAD share the same weakness with millions and millions of earth dogs, that insatiable desire for dog treats? It could be the answer! It went gaga over the green tennis ball, didn’t it? Quickly, I jump into the 1992 Nissan and head to the Ranch and Pet to pick up what could be the answer mankind so desperately needs, Science Diet Dog Treats!