Pet Sitter Pat - SpongeBob SquarePants

Sponge

Bob: Oh, boy, the mail's here! What do we have today? ]looking through them] Gas bill...

taxes...

letter to Sponge

Bob from Gramma! Gramma's voice: Dear Sponge

Bob, Won't you come join me for my birthday?

I'll be turning...

even older this year!

With love, Gramma.

Sponge

Bob: Oh, Gramma's turning even older!

I can't wait to celebrate! Sponge

Bob: Sorry, Gary, I am gonna miss you when I'm gone...

But, if I'm not here, who's going to take care of you?

Squidward: Hmhmhmhm...

Sponge

Bob: Hi Squidward!

Squidward: Yahhhaha!!Sponge

Bob: My daddy is going away.

Can you take care of me...

eow? Squidward: Oh no.

No way!

Look what that disgusting pest did to my substainable kelp garden!He chewed it up, ruined it!

Sponge

Bob: Gary, is that true?

Gary: Meow.

Sponge

Bob: Well, I'll see you later Squidward.Sponge

Bob: Patrick! Patrick?

Patrick: Sponge

Bob: Patrick?

what are you doing?

Patrick: I'm talking to my friend, funny. Hi, funny!

Sponge

Bob: Heh, yeah.

Hey Patrick, I need to ask a favor of you.

Patrick: What is it?

Sponge

Bob: I need you to take care of Gary!

Patrick: Are you going off the grid?

Sponge

Bob: What?

Patrick: Don't worry, I know what I do.

You're gonna need one of these.Sponge

Bob: No, that's not it!

I am going to see my Gramma for her birthday.

And I'm trusting my best pal to watch carefully over Gary when I'm gone.

Patrick: You got it.

He's safe with me! Gary: Meow!

Sponge

Bob: Ok, Patrick.

There you are!

Patrick: What's that?

Sponge

Bob: It's a chronological list of all the things you need to do with Gary.

Make sure you do each and every one.

Patrick: Got it!

Hey, do you have any more of those deep fried cream filled sugar-coded coralballs?

Sponge

Bob: Oh yeah.

They're in the cubboard.

Patrick: Ooh, coral balls...

Sponge

Bob: I'm gonna miss you, little guy.

But I know you are going to be in good hands.

Patrick: You can't get to my stomach now, white coral ball. Sponge

Bob: Okay, Gary.

I'll be home by ten. Dear Patrick, just do verify. First, you feed Gary, then you pet Gary, then you-

Patrick: Sponge

Bob! Don't you trust me?

I am the most responsible guy you know!

Sponge

Bob: You know what?

You're right.

Patrick: Well, of course I am! Now, go see your Gramma.

Gary's in good hands. Yep!

Looks like it's just you and me, friend.

Gary: Meow.

Patrick: Hmmm...

I wonder what we should do first. You need to work on your handwriting, Sponge

Bob.

I don't need this anyway. Oh!

I know!

Let's go for a walk! Gary: Patrick: Oh.

Looks like my tummy is having an argument with the coral balls.

Ohhh... Gary: Patrick: Better. Gary: Meow.

Patrick: Oh, hey, friend!

What's up?

Gary: Meow. Meow.

Patrick: Step aside, Barry.

Let me show you how it's done. Ooh.

Gotta try a bite of this. Ahh. Good stuff.

Gary: Patrick: I wonder what Sponge

Bob's got for you in the fridge. Gramma: I hope you saved room for dessert, Sponge

Bob. Sponge

Bob: Oh, Gramma, you shouldn't have.

It's your birthday, I should be serving you!

I know how much you love sweets, and I know how much you love your pet snail, so I made you this special gellatin mold. Sponge

Bob: Gary.

Oh, Gary. Gramma, can I please use your phone?

Gramma: Of course!

Sponge

Bob: Thank you! Patrick: Hello?

Sponge

Bob: Patrick, it's Sponge

Bob.

How's Gary?

Patrick: Oh, Gary!

Yeah, he's fine.

Gary: Sponge

Bob: Sounds like you got everything under control.

Oh, and make sure to give Gary his bath. Patrick: Whew!

Sponge

Bob was right.

You need a bath! Oh!

I almost forgot. Snail food!

Gary: Meow!

Patrick: Gotta get the water to stay in there somehow. Now, Gary, we don't eat the bath.

We get in the bath. Come on, Gary. Oh, don't be difficult now, Gary. Gary! There you are! Oh, what now? Square

Pants household.

Sponge

Bob: Yeah, Patrick, about Gary's bath, make sure the bath water is not too hot, and he doesn't like too many bubbles.

Patrick: Yeah, yeah.

Sponge

Bob: And remember to dry him off really good.

Patrick: All right.

Sponge

Bob: And don't forget about the list!

Patrick: Okay, I get it, Sponge

Bob!

I get it, I get it! NOOO!! I don't get these new beguiled shower heads. Gary!

Time for your- Wait a minute, Patrick!

You gotta trick the snail! You gotta be smarterer than him! Hey, buddy!

I got something cool to show you.

And it's the opposite of a wet watery bath. Take it down! Gary: Meow!

Patrick: Doesn't that look fun?

Gary: Meow! Patrick: Well, make up your mind!

Is it water or fire? Okay, Gary.

If you don't come to the bath, then the bath's gonna come to you. That's a good boy!

Now, suds up! Gary: Meeeooowwwww!!!!

Patrick: That wasn't so bad, now was it?

Gary: Owww!!

Patrick: Oh, now we gotta dry you off.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find any salt.

So, I'll have to use the next best thing! There!

Doesn't that feel better?

Okay! Let's see, Gary's eaten, he's had his bath, Time to watch the T.

V.! Sheesh, Gary!

Well, if you wanted another bath, why didn't you just ask?

Gary: Meow! Sponge

Bob: Happy Birthday dear old Gramma, Gramma, Gramma!

The best Gramma in the world, Gramma, Gramma! Grandma: Oh, dear!

Look at all those candles!

Why, if I were even older, we'd be burning down the house!

Sponge

Bob: Gramma, can I use your phone again?

Gramma: Go ahead, dear.

But there may not be any cake left when you get back! Patrick: Squarey

Pants' house.

Sponge

Bob: Just checking, is everything okay over there?

Patrick: Who is this?

Sponge

Bob: It's Sponge

Bob.

Is Gary all right?

Patrick: Oh, yeah.

He's- Sponge

Bob: He's what?

He's what, Patrick?

GARY IS WHAT?! What is happening to them?! They need my help! Gramma!

Gramma!

Gramma: Hold on, dear. Just...

just let me finish these last few candles. I did it! Oh, but oh, am I tired!

Sponge

Bob: Ooh, better get you to bed now.

Good night, Gramma! Gramma: What a good boy!

Sponge

Bob: Hang on, Gary! Gary! What's the matter, buddy? Ahhh...

reading Patrick a bedtime story, I see. "

Snail Tales", that's a good one.

Patrick: "

Snail Tales"?

I thought it was called, "

Meow, meow, meow".