The Snoopy Report.
Sorry dinner's a couple minutes late, Snoopy.
I was studying for a math test tomorrow, and I lost track of time.
That's the spirit. Glad you liked it.
Extra! Extra! New issue of the Beagle Beacon.
Get it while it's hot.
According to this,
some poor dog had to eat his dinner a full two minutes later than usual.
"Water just low on ice leaves drinker feeling lukewarm." This is an outrage!
What is the world coming to?
"Dog told to fetch own slippers"?
"Beagle forced to wear same collar despite new trends in fashion"?
Now, that's what I call hard-hitting journalism.
I only read the Beagle for the crossword. What's a six-letter word for "ignored"?
"Round-headed kid offers belated dinner with no dessert."
Wait, this story is about me.
Don't worry, Charles. I don't believe everything I read.
How could you write all those things about me?
Wake up!
Sometimes, I think you don't appreciate me at all.
I'll bet you don't know the meaning of "appreciation."
I think you hurt Charles's feelings, and after all he does for you.
He feeds you, he gives you a good home, he loves you.
He only ever wants what's best for you.
Poor old Charles. Poor, poor old Charles.
What a lovely day. Except for the math test.
I must still be sleeping. This has to be a dream.
What's happening?
How come I don't have a butler?
I think Snoopy feels bad about what he wrote in his newspaper yesterday.
This must be his way of making up for it.
If he does all my chores, he can write whatever he wants about me.
My compliments to the chef.
I could get used to this.
Oh, brother.
Why, thank you, sir.
Looks like someone's finally getting some overdue gratitude.
I appreciate the appreciation, Snoopy, but that will have to do for now.
No dogs allowed in school.
No butlers allowed either.
What is 364 divided by 16?
It's hard to concentrate on an empty stomach.
Another day, another cold cheese sandwich.
Hey! That's my cold cheese sandwich.
Bologna. Delicious.
Thanks, Snoopy.
Hey! Someone owes me a bologna sandwich!
I'm waiting!
Ready for the big math test?
Ready as I'll ever be, which is not that ready.
Yes, ma'am. No talking.
Good grief.
Snoopy, you can't be here.
Thanks, but you have to go now. I have a test.
Now, let me see. Sixty-four divided by 16.
Four times.
Yes, ma'am. That's my dog.
I understand, sir. It won't happen again.
Snoopy, I'm really glad you appreciate me. I appreciate you too.
I don't think we should be appreciating each other so much during school hours.
Extra! Extra! Boy and his dog are best friends again.
The news isn't as hard-hitting as it used to be.
Tell me about it! Eight pages of feel-good fluff pieces?
There's a sandwich snatcher on the loose!
Seventh Inning Snoopy.
Yay! Yeah!
Charlie, when they say, "dance like nobody's watching,"
they don't mean you.
I just won tickets to see a professional baseball game.
There's enough for all of us to go.
Yay! Yeah!
And I'm going to catch a fly ball.
Yay!
Take me out to the ball game Take me out with the crowd
-It must be kids' day today. -So, where are we sitting?
I was told we're getting the best seats in the house.
They're in the first row of section five…
hundred.
-Are we there yet? -How much longer?
So many stairs.
I hope we get to our seats soon. I have piano practice at 3:00.
We're almost halfway there. Only 250 sections to go.
We're so far up, I can't see anything.
Are we the red dots or the blue dots?
We're that team.
I think those are the groundskeepers.
That's our team.
Those are the trash cans.
Well, I think these seats are pretty great.
I can easily catch a fly ball here. Nothing's in my way.
You mean, like other people.
For the best seats in the house, these are pretty uncomfortable.
You know, Schroeder, you can lean on my shoulder if you want.
Isn't it exciting? The atmosphere, the lights, the music.
Speaking of music, maybe I should go.
I don't want to be late for piano practice.
Wait! Why don't Snoopy and I get everyone some snacks?
-I want popcorn! -Popcorn!
-I want a big drink! -I want hot dogs.
-Hooray! -Coming right up.
-Hey! -Watch it, Snoopy!
-Yes! It's here! -All right.
-Here you go. Pardon me. -Yay!
Popcorn!
Rats! There's no butter on this popcorn.
-I could have it if you don't-- -Who would disappoint a kid like that?
No time for food. Game on. Come on, fly ball.
Yay.
-Yeah. -Nice.
Good job.
This is the worst.
I don't know much about baseball, but are we having fun yet?
Uh-uh.
Get up, everyone. It's the seventh-inning stretch.
It's time to sing… Take me out to the ball game
Take me home!
Guess I'm never gonna catch a fly ball.
Charlie Brown, it's a fly ball!
It's coming this way.
I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna catch a fly ball.
I got it! I got it!
Nice catch, you blockhead.
I wanted to catch that ball so I would always remember today.
Some days just aren't worth remembering.
I guess this day just isn't going to go the way I planned.
What's going on?
What's everyone cheering for?
Did someone hit a home run?
Snoopy's on the field!
I can't believe that beagle.
Snoopy can't be there. He's going to get kicked out.
No, the crowd wants him to play. They're letting him up to bat!
It's coming this way!
Pardon me. Excuse me.
I gotta get that ball!
Excuse me. Sorry!
I got it!
He got it.
Yay!
-That was amazing. -I can't believe it.
-Yeah! -Way to go, big brother.
That was a good catch, Charlie Brown.
Almost worth missing piano practice.
Can't wait for the next game, Charlie Brown.
Thanks, big brother.
This doesn't change my feelings about baseball, but that was fun.
I can't believe that catch Charlie Brown made.
It was something, all right.
Thanks, pal.
The Cactus Crew.
Hey, Snoopy. You got a letter from your brother, Spike.
"Dear brother Snoopy, great news. I started a brand-new club.
It has a lot of members, and we have fun together.
Why don't you come to Needles and meet the crew?
Looking forward to seeing you. Spike."
Are you sure you're going to need all that?
It's not all going to fit, Snoopy. You need to take something out.
Hey! This is my baseball.
-Have fun. -Uh-huh.
Don't forget to write.
He'll forget to write.
This came for you, big brother. Looks like a bill. Or maybe a flyer.
Or is it a brochure? Mail can be very tricky.
It's a letter from Snoopy. How about that? He didn't forget to write.
He's visiting his brother, Spike, in Needles.
I can't believe it. Our dog travels more than I do.
"Dear round-headed kid who gets me my supper…" That's me!
"I arrived in Needles.
The first thing Spike did was take me to meet the members of his club.
His club wasn't exactly what I was expecting.
The members are kind of prickly."
"According to Spike, they call themselves the 'Cactus Crew.'
Our first club activity was an early morning exercise class."
Wow. I have a hard time believing that.
Believing what? That dogs and plants could form a social club?
No, that our dog has better penmanship than you do.
"Later that night,
we got everyone together for a good old-fashioned square dance."
"It wasn't as fun as I thought."
-What are you reading, Charlie Brown? -A new letter from Snoopy.
He went to visit his brother Spike, but I don't think he's enjoying himself.
"Today is a new day, and Spike says we're going to have a lot of fun singing.
I'm not so sure."
Wow, nice penmanship.
Gloria, Gloria
"I'm starting to have doubts about my brother's club.
The members don't talk, and they're hard to get close to.
But Spike says today is going to be the most exciting day.
We're playing games."
I hope Snoopy's trip gets better.
It's never fun when your friends sit there and say nothing.
"First game of the day, basketball."
"It was over rather abruptly.
So, we moved on to a game of tennis."
"That also ended abruptly."
"It occurred to me that balls might be the issue,
so we agreed to a fun game of tug-of-war."
"There I was, swept away by the errant tumbleweed,
bouncing across the desert.
Lost in the middle of nowhere. No idea how to get home."
"It turns out, cacti can be quite helpful."
"And once I re-reunited with my brother,
I learned that the Cactus Crew can be just as kind and generous
as they are sharp and prickly.
Guess life is just funny that way.
Well, I'm heading home now, but I'm not taking the bus.
Spike suggested a much faster way. See you soon. Snoopy."
What's that sound?
Welcome home, ol--