Katrina, Brattina and others in “Snow Puppies”

(sighs) I’m miserably hot. The only comfort is knowing those mutts so suffering more than I am.

Eww! I don’t think so, Mommy Dearest. Look!

Good luck, Pound Puppies!

Thanks, Holly!

Stop those mongrels!

Oh, blast it all! They’re getting away!

(sniffs) Mommy Dearest, did you smell something? I think someone is having a cookout.

No, Brattina dear. It’s the smell of our bare feet sizzling on the hot pavement.

Whoa!