The perfect pet
"Hi I'm Emma Vulcan."
"And I'm Dick Simmons."
"We are here to talk to you about Pets, The pet I will talk about it Man's best friend. Dogs." Vulcan pans to an Irish wolfhound. "This is my dog Mars, now not all breeds are the same, some are large while others are small. There is one constant, dogs are hyper and fast paced. You need to train them real hard or they can go wild on you." Simmons comes out with a cat in his arms.
"This is my cat Whiskers, cats are for those kind of people who want a quiet life." Mars went up to the cat and sniffed it. The cat hissed and Mars ran away.
"You really are afraid of that pussy."
"Bow chica-"
"Mars sick em." The large Irish wolfhound then chased Tucker. "Now cats and dogs aren't the perfect pets for everyone some people have different taste." Grif walked up with a turtle.
"This is softshell, he's my pet." Grif said.
"Huh slow pet for a lazy man. Seems like a good fit." Vulcan smiled. The Camera then pans to everyone's pet from Sarge's bull, Caboose's pet rock and Wash's hamster.
"Anyways remember each person has their kind of pet. Just know there's more than a dogs and cats, look at your local shelters today. Bye." Just then Mars came back with Tucker's arm.
"Good boy."