Lisa and her parents have already boarded the plane for California; Nose Marie sits in a pet carrier on the seat next to Lisa. "Will all passengers please fasten their seatbelts and prepare for take-off?" the pilot calls over the P.A. system.

Lisa makes sure her seat belt is fastened. "Are you ready, Nose Marie?"

The bloodhound sighs. "As ready as ah'll ever be, dear."

The plane begins taxiing down the runway. "Flight Niner-Five preparing for takeoff." the pilot calls. Suddenly, the plane stops short.

"Uhm, Flight Niner-Five we appear to have unauthorized personnel on the runway." the captain calls.

The pilot looks out her window. "Correction, we have unauthorized dogs on the runway!"

The Pound Puppies, along with Fred, are hurrying down the runway toward the plane, with a bravely howling Howler leading the way. "Awoo-oo-oo!"

Whopper, who's dressed as a traffic cop, follows Howler closely behind.(Honestly, how does he get changed so fast?) "Reee-wwwwr, reee-wwwwr, okay, pull over!"

"There's going to be a short delay, folks," the pilot calls. "There are a bunch of dogs blocking our takeoff."

"Dogs?" a surprised Lisa echoes.

Howler gives another howl, "Awoo-oo-oo!"

An amazed look crosses Nose Marie's face. "Howler?" She pops the top of her carrier open and rushes to the door, whimpering to be let out.

The eight dogs bark anticipating as an exit ramp is wheeled up to the plane's door. "What are you all doin' here?" a happily surprised Nose Marie inquires.

"Nose Marie," Cooler begs. "Don't leave us, we need you!"

"We certainly do!" the other dogs agree.

"The puppy pound wouldn't be the same without you." Holly says. "You're very special to us all."

The bloodhound rushes into Holly's arms and embraces her in a hug. "Sure as puddin'?"

"Absotively, possilutely!" Cooler says.

"We're quite sorry," Violet adds. "We never meant to make you feel like you weren't needed."

"We was jus' tryin' t'make Mother's Day extra-special for ya," Scrounger adds. "And to tell y'the truth, it really made us all appreciate you even more." The bloodhound smiles contentedly and blushes.

"Hey, what's going on?" Lisa walks up to the doorway; her face suddenly falls. "Oh…is Nose Marie your dog?"

"Well, yes," Holly replies. "And we really need her help at the pound."

"But how 'bout another dog who's just as nice, and cute, too?" Fred says.

"An' modest, don't forget about modest, kid." Scrounger mumbles under his breath.

The little brown pup hops up into Lisa's arms and gives her a great big sloppy kiss. "Hi, my name's Fred!"

Lisa gently cuddles her new little friend as the familiar glow of puppy power shimmers around them both. "Oh Freddy, you're perfect!" The Pound Puppies all give a happy howl at this.

Lisa and Fred wave goodbye from the plane's window as it finally takes off. "Thanks, Pound Puppies!" they call.

The dogs wave goodbye as they watch the plane disappear into the distance. Nose Marie sighs contentedly. "Another happy adoption."

"And it's all thanks to you, Nose Marie." Cooler says.

"You're the greatest!" the Pound Puppies exclaim, as they all embrace her in a great big group hug.

The bloodhound smiles. "That's th' best li'l ol' Mother's Day present of all."

The end.

(Of part one.)