There. Um... uh. Come on, Pat, just take these
flyers and hand them out. Come on, Miss Tuffsy, there's
plenty more fun to be had. ♪<i> Gary, now I know I was wrong</i> ♪ ♪<i> I messed up
And now you're gone</i> ♪ [music playing] ♪<i> Gary, I'm sorry
I neglected you</i> ♪ ♪<i> Oh, I never expected you
To run away</i> ♪ ♪<i> And leave me
Feeling this empty</i> ♪ ♪<i> Your meow right now
Would sound like music to me</i> ♪ ♪<i> Please come home
'Cause I miss you, Gary</i> ♪ ♪<i> Gary, come home</i> ♪ ♪<i> Gary, can't you see
I was blind</i> ♪ ♪<i> I'll do anything
To change your mind</i> ♪ Gary! [music playing] ♪<i> More than a pet
You're my best friend</i> ♪ ♪<i> Too cool to forget</i> ♪ ♪<i> Come back
'Cause we are family</i> ♪ ♪<i> And forgive me
For making you wanna roam</i> ♪ ♪<i> And now my heart is beating
Like the saddest metronome</i> ♪ ♪<i> Somewhere I hope
You're reading</i> ♪ ♪<i> My latest three-word poem</i> ♪ ♪<i> Gary, come home</i> ♪ I want peanuts. Pat, no! [screaming] ♪<i> Gary, come home</i> ♪ - Who is this 'Lisa' person?
- What? Gramma will get a lovely
meatloaf in the oven for you. Meow. Don't worry, it's no trouble
at all. Easy to do. Meow. Oh, Miss Tuffsy,
do you have to go potty? Here, why don't you use this
stack of fliers given to me today
by a little chubby boy. Meow. Gary, please come back to me!
Go, boy, go! [whistling] You stay right there. The meatloaf is almost done. [mumbles] Oh, dear. Oh, the meatloaf's
not quite ready yet, but Grandma knows
how hungry you are, Miss Tuffsy, so she whipped up
a quick batch of cookies. Run! [grunting] You don't want cookies?
Don't fret, I made a batch
of deviled eggs, too. Come back, Miss Tuffsy. You don't want these to go to
waste, do you? They were a labor of love. Oh, don't worry, Miss Tuffsy,
Gramma will find you. Hey! You're that guy
that doesn't like nachos. Miss Tuffsy,
I know you're back there, I can hear
your stomach growling. - Hey!
- There you are, Miss Tuffsy. - Who?
- You must be starving. Phew! [grunting] Just let it out, buddy.
That's right. I can't cry anymore, Patrick. When Gary left,
he took all my tears with him. Did you just say Gary? SpongeBob, I just
remembered earlier today at the craft store, I saw... these huge chunks of
balsa wood! They were awesome! Gary loved balsa wood! [crying] I got to try to forget Gary. For some reason,
I can't get him out of my mind. I blew it, I really blew it. I took you for granted, Gary.
I'm sorry! Don't just stare at me,
say something! I'm talking to a billboard. Meow. Now I'm hearing things. If only I could see you
one more time so I could tell you
how much I love you. If only I could hear you meow
one last time. Meow. Yeah, like that. [purring] Gary, your purring
is making it hard to forget you. Gary! Oh, Gary! So, did you hear any of that,
or do I have to repeat myself? - Meow.
- OK, good. I promise, Gary,
things are gonna be different between you and I.
You'll see, pal. Now let's go home
and get you something to eat. You must be starving. Meow.
