HowlerSorry, Pal. I guess my invention was a bust.
But Katrina’s invention is back in action.
The Vacuum Vortex is all turned up, Mommy Dearest.
Excellent, Brattina! Now, let’s give it a vile demonstration. Are you ready, Catgut?
We just set the gunky controls to the cat.
Get out of my face, you coward!
Mommy Dearest, you look scary.
But it works, Brattina. It works! Now we can finish our Cooler and his pack of pesky pooches, for good! (laughs evilly)
Howler
Now we know why your name is Tuffy.
Tuffy, I’m sorry for what I said “You’re pretty neat for a cat.”
TTuffy
Thanks, Whopper. Hey, you’re pretty neat too for a dog.
And-And I want you to have this for keeps.
How about if we make Tuffy an honorary Pound Puppy.
There’s just one more little old thing Tuffy needs.
AAll
(Off-Screen) What’s that?
TTuffy
Oh, no! Not again!
Howler
Ah, oh! There she blows! Katrina! Off the starboard bow!
Silly confounded contraption!
She’s looking the other way. Now’s our chance.
(to the children) It’s with puparoos. Let the escape-a-rooney begin.
(laughs evilly) At last! The Cage Catapult is ready for action. Cooler and his canines won’t get away next time!
All right. All ready with the gunky gizmo, Mommy Dearest. Come and see all the stinky puppies we caught. Now!
Oh all right, Brattina! Show me the dogs. How many miserable mongrels did you catch?
Almost a hundred icky-poo smelly dogs.
A hundred dogs?! Why, Brattina, I could kiss you!
Eww! Gross. No thanks. I’d rather have a Suzy Spit-up Doll.
For a hundred dogs, I’ll get you a dozen Suzy Spit-up Dolls. (But she realizes that the dogs are gone) What?! These cages are empty!
(Off-screen) No, no, no! They were loaded with icky-poo stink old dogs!
(Angry with her) Play games with me, will you, young lady? Just for this: You can kiss that Suzy Spit-up Doll goodbye!
Oh, no! All the news! It can’t be!
If I didn’t know better, I’d say that looks like Bright Eyes.
Howler
(howling) It is Bright Eyes.
NNewscaster
We’re here at Bruno’s Meat Market scene of a bold robbery. Mr. Bruno, what exactly happened?
BBruno
Well, I was slicing veal cutlets when this here vicious criminal-type canine comes in and steals my weenies.
We have to stop Bright Eyes before she strikes again!
Howler
Yeah. If she stole weenies, she may be building up to b-b-baloney’s.
Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
Howler
(Off-screen) Puppy Power, (howling) we have another puppy for you.
This little dude would like a home.
One from which you’ll never roam.
Search the city from up above and find this pup a child to love.
(barking) I wanna live with her! (rushing off and wearing a bobble hats and a scarf) When can we leave?
Gee! You’re not in a hurry or anything else, are you?
We’ll pupscalate upstairs and have you adopted before you can say… Katrina Stoneheart.
Keep your eyes peeled, Brattina. I have a feeling something big is about to happen. Aha! There’s a big dopey mutt just asking to be caught! (She realizes it is Howler shaped hot-air balloon) Oh!
Howler
(howls)
No sweat, Mommy Dearest! I’ll smell those flying furballs!
Uh-oh. Looks like we are the catch of the day!
(singing) I’ve got the stinkers! I’m going to stink ‘em!
You mangy mutts! Put us down!!
Howler
(howls) With pleasure.
Okay, crew! Up, pup and away!
JMJody’s Mom
You know, Arf, Jody said you needed us. But after tonight, I think we need you even more.
JJody
Does that mean I can keep him, mom?
JMJody’s Mom
It sure does! But only if you promise never to pull a stunt like this again.
(barks and then covers his mouth)
JMJody’s Mom
And, Arf, anything you wanna bark, it’s okay with me.
We couldn’t have said it better ourselves.
Howler
Arf! Arf! (howling)
Howler
Boy, oh boy! Whopper, you gotta get some new dreams.
(rubbing her eyes) Yeah. I’m super glad that one’s done.
Now all we have to do is get you over your little ol’ fear of the dark.
No. That’s impossible. No way. Can’t be done, can it?
Hey. That spooky jazz-a-rooney is just your imagination working overtime.
It’s the place in your head where you make stuff up, and you got the wildest and wackiest imagination in the whole pound.
But I’m not making it up! It’s really dark and scary!
Whopper honey, the dark is just the same as daytime only with a little ol’ lights turned out.
And I know just how we can prove it.
Mother’s Day is that special date when you tell your mum she’s super great. Serving her breakfast on a tray says “I love you” in a wonderful way. But it’s not a gift or the size of amount. It’s the love that comes with it that makes it count. Yes. Mums are the best without any doubt, and that’s what Mother’s Day is all about.
I sure wish we had a mum to honor today.
But Nose Marie is just like our mum, isn’t she?
Yeah. This’ll be her nifty special day, cos we’ll do all the work for her.
Howler
We could call it Nose Marie Day! (howling)
Say, Nose Marie, we have a surprise-aroo for you!
Not now, Cooler honey. That new little old pup named Freddie is loose upstairs and Katrina has him on the run.
Get into that cage, you filthy mongrel!
And don’t show your smelly doggy face again.
Well, don’t just stand there, you two. Where are they?
My gifts. It’s Mother’s Day. I’m a mother. Where are my gifts?!
Oh. Here, Auntie Katrina. (She shows Katrina) I made this card myself. Roses are red. Violets are blue. Nobody in the world has a mother like you.
Ooh, isn’t that sweet? (ripping the Mother’s Day card) I hate sweet! This isn’t the gift! I want merchandise! I hope you did better, Brattina.
You betcha. (She shows Katrina a present) Happy Mommy Dearest Day.
A plant? Uck! It disgusts me.
But it’s special, Mommy Dearest. It’s an icky-poo Puppy-Eating Plant.
Puppies, puppies, puppies!
Oh, Brattina! It’s a Mother’s Day dream come true! (kissing Brattina)
Eww! Totally gross me out, why don’tcha!
I love puppies! Puppies! Puppies!
Freddie dumpling, don’t you worry about that silly old vegetable. We’re going to get you adopted, just as soon as I clean you up with a little old bath.
Whoa! Hold on there, ma’am. This here is Nose Marie’s Day, which means you don’t do Narry no work at all. Yeah.
No buts about it. We’ll get Freddie a super-duper bath.
Howler
With my new improved Bath-O-Matic!
Oh. This pampered life is boring.
Oh. Sounds like a certain sleepy head needs a nap.
(yawning) Yeah, but I can’t fall asleep with a bedtime story.
Then your all sit right back and listen, Freddie. Bedtime stories are my specialty. “Once Upon a little old Time…”
Stop! Don’t say another word.
Howler
It’s your day off, remember? We’re doing all your chores for you.
Including bedtime stories.
Howler
(pushing Nose Marie to the door) So go relax, Nose Marie.
Oh, fiddly dee! This relaxing is becoming downright exhausting. (sighs)
But who’s going to tell me a story?
(as an old man) The little old storyteller me. Oh, Freddie, my pup. Did I ever tell you about the time I barked at a kitty? Uh, no. I mean a tiger… No, no, no. Was the cat monsters from Mars?
Oh, by cracking! (imagining he was soaring across the milky way in his ship) Them on days. Well, there I was soaring across the street. No. The milky way. When suddenly, they attacked the monster cats. They bombarded my ship with giant killer furballs. Of course, I put up a food fight.
Take that, and that, and that! Oh, by cracking the fur was really flying. Yes, free! Oh, I thought it was a goner.
You’re all gonna be goners if you don’t clean up this mess and pronto.
Sure thing, Cooler. Sorry.
Howler
This never happens when Nose Marie tells the story. (hoovering up the feathers) I wish Mother’s Day was over.
Yeah. Then Nose Marie could clean up this mess.
I dug the stinky yucky gunky hole. Nice and deep, Mommy Dearest.
With my Puppy-Eating Plant guarding the plant, no mongrel will ever escape again!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies!
Whoa! That is one jumbo economy-sized vegetable.
Well, it’s been a long day, riding the range partner. And those cow pups are plumb. Dog-type took her out.
Howler
Which mean we’re bushed. How does Nose Marie do it every day?
Beats the fleas out of me, but we have puppy proof of how important Nose Marie is to us. So let’s go tell her.
That might not be so easy. Nose Marie is gone!
She left a note. (reading) Dear gang. I’ve gone to get myself adopted. I just hope my new master likes me.
Like her? I love her. She’s the most wonderful puppy ever.
LMLisa’s Mom
Well then, I guess we’ll just have to take her to California with us.
LDLisa’s Dad
Come on, Lisa. We don’t wanna miss our flight.
(reading continuously) If all goes well, I’ll be flying to California today. I missed you all, but at least I’ll be with someone who needs me. Love Nose Marie.
Howler
(howls) This is awful. Nose Marie doesn’t think we need her.
And she’s leaving on a plane for California! Oh, what do we do?
We have to stop her. Pound Puppies, let’s start pounding!
Puppies! Puppies! I love puppies! (picking them up)
Stop it, you overgrown ruta eater! Put them down!
(singing) The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! Gonna be munched! The icky-poo puppies are gonna be munched! The plant has caught them all!
Eat your puds off us, you overgrown salad bar!
Oh! Now I know why you should eat vegetables, so they eat you!
Oh, I just love little puppies! Love them, love them, love them!
Well, what do you know? He does love puppies. (laughs)
What?! You’re supposed to eat them, not love them, you-you weed!
The only things I eat are people and kitty-cats who are mean to puppies!
To the airport-a-rooney and step on it!
There are some things that even I won’t eat! Ugh!
FRFlight Recorder
Will all passengers please fasten your seat belts and prepare for take-off?
Are you all ready to go, Nose Marie?
As ready as I’ll ever be, Lisa.
FRFlight Recorder
Flight Niner five to Los Angeles requests our clearance for take-off.
P1Pilot #1
Oh, hold the phone, Flight Niner five. We have unauthorized personnel on the runway.
P2Pilot #2
Correction. We have unauthorized dogs on the runway.
Howler
(howls)
(Imitating siren noise) Hey! Pull over!
FRFlight Recorder
There’s going to be a short delay, folks. We have a bunch of dogs blocking our take-off.
What are you all doing here?
Nose Marie! Don’t leave us, kiddo! I need you!
HBHowler, Bright Eyes and Whopper
We need you!
The puppy pound just wouldn’t be the same without you.
I missed you, southern fried goodness!
Nose Marie, what’s going on? Oh. Is Nose Marie your dog?
Well, kind of. You see, we really need her help with the pound.
Well, how about another puppy who’s just as nice and cute? Hi. My name’s Freddie.
Oh. Freddie, you’re perfect.
Howler, can you tell us why the heat is hitting Thunderhawk so super-duper hard?
Howler
(howling) The Computer-Pupter should give us the answer.
CPComputer-Pupter
Thunderhawk’s problem is, he’s hot! He’s hot! He’s hot!
We know he’s hot, but why is he hotter than the rest of us hotshots?
I think I have the answer. (looking at the book) It says here. Thunderhawk’s the Siberian Husky. These dogs thrive best in a cold climate. They love ice and snow.
Then what we have to do is get this puparoo a master with an igloo.
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