Don't you hate that feeling you get when you show up to PetCo and accidentally stalk your friend over some silly little unconfirmed bloodstains?
Well, Boo also hates that feeling. And now, we've got the gang together, hopping between shadows on Bobby's tail, weaving between screeching cockatoos and one borderline omniscient child. It's a big mess. The only thing that could make this worse is an Egyptian cobra.
Oh, shoot. Spoke too soon.
Let's go on another adventure! How the hell are we gonna get out of this one?