Review of How to Sleep

. . . because it gives viewers hope that the gnarly Goof mutt is finally nearing his Eternal Rest. This fact is underlined by the laconic professorial guy--his lone line of dialog is an anonymous "H-m-m-m-m--"--who wields a giant mallet to send the erstwhile Dippy Dog well on his way to that Final Destination. This near-fatal assault is necessitated by the unbridled lust inherent in the carnal canine's sects dreams, which threatens to short circuit the local power grid. Short of outright Youth-in-Asia, lobotomizing the mangy mutt looms as the last full measure offering hope of a thorough Goof-proofing. But if it comes to the local pound's gas chamber, we can all mutter "Rest in pieces, Dippy Dog."