Freddie, Katrina and others in “Nose Marie Day”

(barks and whimpers)

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?

Where what?

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.

But…

No buts about it. We’ll get Freddie a super-duper bath.

With my new improved Bath-O-Matic!

Bath-O-Matic home!