I was prepared to go into a predictable diatribe about how cartoon animals aren't the same thing as "furries" but fuck that shit, this cartoon is horrible.
I think it came on before "Baggy Pants and the Nitwits."
Baggy Pants was a cat version of Charlie Chaplin. The Nitwits were cartoon versions of Ruth Buzzi and Arte Johnson doing their Uptight Old Woman/Dirty Old Man characters from "Laugh In" except they were married retired superheroes.
Weed had nothing to do with it (except maybe where Sid and Marty Krofft were concerned). This was just an example of lazy crap because kids would watch anything aired on a Saturday morning -- what else were you going to do, mow the lawn? Hell no, you watched whatever was on until "Soul Train" started, and then the party was over.
The fact that the dog sometimes wears pants and sometimes doesn't is more troubling than it ought to be.
We fucking watched Get Along Gang... in some ways, this seems a bit more entertaining than the mid-80s "cartoons your child therapist invented" fad that was summarily ruined (and rightfully so) by the Child's Play movies.
I was of exactly the correct age for Chucky to scar me for life.
Maybe you missed that one is early and the other is late, implying that their entire sense of time, and even REALITY ITSELF, is different. Plus, I guess, sometimes the DOG can come early while the CAT, busy fussing with his hair and getting the perfect triangle fold in his hand kerchief, arrives late.