"A Snoopy Tale."
This is amazing!
I find it very informative.
And hilarious. Check out Page 52.
Hey! Can someone throw me the ball?
You won't believe it, Charlie Brown,
but that dog of yours has written his autobiography.
Autobiography?
I never knew Snoopy was born in the Wild, Wild West.
Just how old is your dog, Charles?
Wait a minute. Snoopy wasn't born in the Wild, Wild West.
He was born at Daisy Hill Farm.
Snoopy had four brothers and one sister.
They were: Spike,
Andy,
Marbles,
Olaf,
Belle and of course... Snoopy.
I was told they used to play chase,
tug-of-rope
and hide-and-go-seek.
But mostly, they liked to sing together.
But they couldn't sing forever.
One by one, the puppies were adopted
until Snoopy was the only one left.
That's when I came in.
Hey there, little guy. Do you wanna come live with me?
Look what I have.
We're going to be best friends.
I liked the cowboy story better.
I wonder what else is in that book.
Read me a little more, please.
All right. "Chapter 2.
Even as a puppy, I had style
and knew how to make a big entrance."
Good grief.
That's not how it happened at all.
When I first brought Snoopy home, he was scared.
Don't be nervous. You're gonna like it here.
I even got you a toy.
Maybe we'll play with that later.
There you go.
It's your very own dog bed.
Snoopy?
I thought you might like this better. It's your very own doghouse.
Take a look inside.
Or fall asleep on the roof.
Gosh, Charlie Brown. That's a pretty good story.
You should write a book.
Maybe I should.
Hey, big brother!
You never told me Snoopy trained with the French Foreign Legion.
I never told you Snoopy trained with the French Foreign Legion
because he didn't!
I was the one who trained him.
Okay, Snoopy. We'll start with a simple command.
Ready? Sit!
I suppose that's technically accurate.
Let's try another one. Shake!
That's delicious.
But you're supposed to follow my commands like a normal dog.
If you do, I'll give you a doggy treat.
The point is, I taught him how to make pizza.
Well, it's not in the book, big brother.
In fact, there's no mention of you at all.
That's impossible!
-Sign my book, Snoopy! -Come on, kid! Sign mine!
Make mine out to your most brilliant fan!
Snoopy, I'm happy you wrote a book and everyone likes it,
but how come you didn't even mention me?
You're supposed to be man's best friend.
I mean, my best friend.
"Dedicated to that roundheaded kid who brings me dinner."
That's me! I'm the roundheaded kid!
You dedicated it to me!
Thanks, Snoopy!
Wow! Big brother sure is happy!
Hooray!
I hope that he stays that way forever.
Yay!
"When Snoopy Met Woodstock."
Wow, nice catch!
A dog and a bird who are best friends?
How does that even happen?
Ta-da!
Okay, you're on the clock. What's the issue?
Ta-da!
Okay, wrap it up!
He clearly just wants to be friends.
Five cents, please!
Sometimes opposites just attract, I guess.
Right, my Sweet Babboo?
"Happiness Is a Dancing Dog."
Why can't I have a normal alarm clock?
I forgot it's show-and-smile day at school!
Show-and-tell I get.
Show-and-share, no problem.
But show-and-smile?
What did you bring for show-and-smile, Charlie Brown?
This pineapple.
I didn't know you like pineapples.
I don't. I just can't think of anything that makes me smile.
It's easy.
You just have to think of something that makes you happy.
For me, it's my blanket.
I guess baseball makes me happy.
Well, most of the time.
Don't worry about it so much, Charlie Brown.
I'll bet the answer is closer than you think.
Mind if I cut in?
I don't understand you, Snoopy.
With all the trouble in the world, you still dance around.
Where's the fear? Where's the dread?
You need counseling!
What makes you smile, Sally?
Let me think, big brother.
My Sweet Babboo, of course!
I'm not your Sweet Babboo.
Love is in the air!
In the air.
What about flying a kite?
That's it! Flying a kite always makes me smile.
This is too much pressure.
And I'm not known for being good under pressure.
No dancing dogs allowed in school!
Of course, Miss Othmar. I'm happy to go first.
Ludwig van Beethoven's "Piano Sonata No. 14" is what makes me smile the most.
I hope it makes you smile too.
Skip to the good part!
What makes me smile is my blanket and the security it gives me.
Did you know that it takes more muscles in the face to frown than it does to smile?
Then you just gave my face a full-body workout!
No need to frown, Charles.
It'll be your turn soon.
Mud makes me smile.
What impresses me most is its versatility.
This is my grandpa's hat.
He makes me smile.
He says that the years have been kind to him,
but the weeks and days have been a little rude.
Reading makes me smile.
Sports make me smile.
And juggling makes everyone smi--
Sorry, Chuck.
School's almost over! Maybe I won't have to speak after all.
Yes, Miss Othmar. I'm ready.
Well...
kicking a football makes me smile.
Kicking a football, Charlie Brown? Really?
Let me think. What else makes me smile?
Did it just get hotter in here? I feel like I'm sweating.
Yes.
Maybe I should get some fresh air.
Hey, Charlie Brown. You're smiling now.
That's right. I am!
I know what makes me smile.
When my dog dances!
Yay!
Hey! No dancing dogs on school property!
Maybe this one time.
Thanks for the inspiration, Snoopy.