This is basically a reimagining/retelling of an episode of the TV show. Some notable changes made are that the three Pound Puppies from the 1985 special (Violet, Barkerville and Scrounger) who didn't make the cut for the series are now part of the cast, and Flack and Tubbs, the two dognappers also from the 1985 special, are here too, and they're now Katrina Stoneheart's henchmen. (Sort of like Horace and Jasper to Cruella De Vil.) Some elements of the story have been altered too (But I won't give them away). I hope in the future to do novelizations of most of the other episodes, too, if not all of them; I also hope to include the Pound Purries (who appeared in the book "Kitten Companions") in future stories, as well as Dabney Nabbit. Please enjoy!

It's a peaceable day. Whopper & Brighteyes are in a pirate ship, sailing on the ocean. Brighteyes is up in the crow's nest, looking through a telescope, and Whopper is steering."Oh, fifteen pups on a pirate ship, yo-ho-ho, and a fe-fi-flopper, a pirate's life is the life for me, yo-ho-ho, I'm Captain Long John Whopper!" Whopper sings.

"Avast, Captain!" Brighteyes calls.

"A vast what? Oh, wait…that's right, uhm, what seems to be the matter?"

"There's a typhoon a-headin' this way!"

She hands Whopper the telescope; he takes a look for himself, and, sure enough, there's a typhoon heading straight towards them. "Thar she blows! Shiver me timbers, and all that other pirate talk." Whopper exclaims. Brighteyes climbs down; Whopper rushes up to her. "The captain must always go down with the ship." says Whopper, at which point he removes his captain's hat and gives it to Brighteyes. "So, I'm electing you the new captain. Good luck."

Talk about passing the buck! she thinks.

The typhoon continues to near their ship, closer, ever closer…

All of this would have been really bad if they had actually been pirates. Fortunately, they were just two dogs playing in an old wooden tub out back of Holly's puppy pound.

The typhoon itself, unfortunately, was very much real. It careened down the sidewalk pulling posters off of fences, knocking over garbage cans, pulling leaves off of trees and generally leaving havoc in its wake.

Whopper and Brighteyes hop out of the tub and run over to Cooler and the other Pound Puppies who are raking leaves. "Typhoon alert! Man the lifeboats! Abandon ship! Typhoon alert! Everybody swim for your lives!" Whopper exclaims.

"Whoa, Whopper, I think you've been out to sea to long. What's the problem?" Cooler asks.

"Th-th-th-there's a typhoon coming right at us!" the little puppy replies.

"This sounds very suspiciously like another one of Whopper's tall tales." Scrounger whispers to Violet.

Scrounger is soon proven wrong when the typhoon breaks right through the pound's front gate. Holly Trueblood, manager of the pound and owner of the Pound Puppies, comes by to see what the commotion is about, at which point, the typhoon peters out, revealing its true identity as…a dog. He's a small light brown dog of the Basset Hound persuasion; he has dark brown ears and is wearing a yellow cap, and a blue-green t-shirt.

"Why, that's not a typhoon, it's only a little dog!" Holly says.

"Awwh, no one ever believes me." Whopper sighs.

The dog takes a piece of paper out of his pocket and looks it over. "This must be Holly's puppy pound."

"Well, what can we do for you, other than putting you on an industrial-strength leash?" Cooler inquires.

"My name's Buster, an' I was wonderin' if you folks might help me find a home."

"A home?" exclaims Nose Marie, as she strolls up to them, "What y'all need is a li'l ol' cage! Just look at how you've messed up th' neighborhood!" she points to all the damage Buster has done. "Ain't y'all never been housebroken?"

"Well, I can't say for sure, But I have broken everything in several houses, if that counts."

"Well, we'll try to find you a home, Buster." Holly says (Albeit not sounding too confident of such).

Buster then transforms into a tornado again, and sets about destroying the Pound Puppies' houses, one after the other. "The only thing is," Howler whispers to Violet, "Who would want to adopt a natural disaster?"