[00:00.00] At last, he got an urgent telegram from the main office." Send the pigs to the main office of the company at Franklin." Flannery did so. Soon came another telegram. " Stop sending pigs. Warehouse full." But he kept sending them. Agent Flannery finally got free of the Guinea pigs. " Rules may be rules." he said. But so long as Flannery runs this express office, pigs is pets, and cows is pets, and horses is pets, and lions and tigers and Rocky Mountain goats is pets. And the rate on them is 25 cents. Then he looked around and said cheerfully " Well, anyhow, it is not as bad as it might have been, What if them Guinea pigs had been elephants?"