"home made is good. a bus? no way man. the amount of fuel those things need, not practical. i'm thinking we should go get one of those armored trucks like what they use at the bank to move money. i wish we could get an ambulance, then we'd also have all sorts of medical goodies too. but, i don't know about going back to that hospital... but, anyways, let's get a move on."
ko ko heads inside her house, grabs plastic bin and starts loading up on all the boxed and canned foods in the kitchen. it takes three trips to get all the food plus a case of water and gatorade, not to mention dog food.
"don't worry tickle, i didn't forget about you." tickle wags his tail, liking the attention.