Thread:Firefox20z/@comment-33774835-20190427024131/@comment-15761712-20190704003202

Mr. Grouse: (yelling at Clyde) Go on! Get! (hears the clattering] What the Sam heck was that?

Clyde: (still to the tune of Jingle Bells) ♫Don't look in the yard / There's nothing there to see / Got lots of songs to sing / So keep your eyes on me♫ Hey!

(Mr. Grouse pushes him into the snow and goes to check the backyard. Lincoln pulls the logs back into place, gasps, and hides. Mr. Grouse comes in and finds Big Red and grabs it.)

Mr. Grouse: (to the Louds' backyard) My yard, my property! (goes inside and slams the door)

(Lincoln comes out of the logs and sighs in defeat.)