Why don't you relax, Gramps? Have yourself a shoe! Pups! Have you any idea where that's...

Chance: [eating a shoe and talking to Shadow] Why don't you relax, Gramps? [with mouth full] Chance: Have yourself a shoe! Shadow: [tuts in disgust] Pups! Sassy: Have you any idea where that's been? Chance: Oh, yeah. That's why I love it

Why don't you relax, Gramps? Find yourself a shoe. - Oh, pups. - Do you have any idea where that's been? Oh, yeah. That's why I love it. You want some? - I'm not into leather. - [ Neighing ] - Now, where's she going? - Huh? Okay, you guys. I'll be back in a couple of days. A car ride! We're goin' on a car ride! Let's go! All right! - Ow! - [ Kate ] No, no, no. Sorry, boy.