 Happy birthday, Tommy. You're a whole year old today. And boy, we got some great presents for you. I just want to see you. What? Dog food. Dog food. Dog food. I tried to get some for Spike's bowl, but Grump has taught me. Why would you want to eat that stuff? Well, Spike eats it and we look at him. He can do anything he wants. He even gets to sleep in the flowers. Maybe if we eat that dog food, we'll turn into dogs. Just when you thought it was safe to visit New York. Here comes Rept-GR, minor guidance recommended now playing at theaters everywhere, including the West Side Octoplex. I just wanted Kibby's first birthday with us to be special. Rept-R's head. Let's see what the book says. Eating technique age 12 months. Stu, we're supposed to distract Tommy with a little play-acting. We pretend that this spoon is actually... The space shuttle. ...Flipschitz knows best, Stu. Now let's try it. OK, Tommy. Open the pod main door. A little to the left, Stu. Want me to show you our new house? But what about your soccer? Soccer? Oh yeah, that's not important right now. Come on. Hey, Tommy, here's a present for your old dad. Watch this, Drew. What is that thing? This is the Hoverama. Stu, are you off your nuts? Tommy's not old enough for that gizmo. Heck, I'm not even old enough for it. Anyone can work this thing, Pop. Here, let me show you. I guess I forgot the batteries. Yeah, Pickle's ultimate satellite system. Puss, for sure. They get perfect reception within a two-mile radius of each other and use the latest in Pickle's satellite transmitter technology. Oh, look at the time. Come on, Ches, we have to get to the castle early and set up.