Meanwhile, Perdita and Pongo kept on walking until they didn't know where to go now.
"Oh, Pongo." said Perdita. "Pongo, I'm afraid we're lost."
"It can't be far." said Pongo, who started to bark for help.
Back outside the mansion, the Colonel heard barking not far away from here.
"By Jove!" he said to himself. "It can't be the Pongos."
He then barked back to him, only to slip through the ice and land in the snow. But he still kept on barking.
"It's the Colonel." Pongo said to Perdita. "Come on, this way."
They hurried over to the mansion, where they found the Colonel underneath a pile of snow.
"Colonel? Uh...uh...uh, are you...are you the Colonel?" asked Pongo.
"Oh, oh, you're Pingo...oh...uh...uh...uh...uh...Pongo?" stuttered the Colonel.
"Our puppies." pleaded Perdita. "Our puppies, are they all right?"
"No time to explain. I'm afraid there's throuble." said the Colonel. "A big hullabaloo! Come along! Follow me!"
Little did he realize Pongo and Perdita had already ran past him.
Back inside the mansion, Jasper and Horace had Sergeant Tibbs and the Dalmatians puppies cornered.
Jasper laughed evilly. "Now, we got 'em, Horace. They've run out of room."
Just then, he and Horace heard a crash coming from the window
They turned around to see Pongo and Perdita growling at them.
"Hey, what have we got here, a couple of spotted hyenas?" said Jasper. "Come on, Horace, old pal. Give 'em what for."
Horace swung his club at Pongo, who caught ahold of it with his teeth.
"I'm right behind ya, lad." said Jasper, but not before Horace swung his club back, hitting his brother in the head.
"Oooh, I'll knock the spots off ya!" shouted Horace as he tried to hit Perdita and Pongo, who charged at Jasper.
Both man and dog tussled with each other until finally Jasper kicked Pongo with his foot, hurtling him towards the door.
"I'll knock your blinkin' block off!" threatened Jasper as he brought down his fire poker, only to hit the bottom of the door as Pongo ran up behind him and bit his butt.
The Colonel poked his head through the hole and called out to Sergeant Tibbs. "Blast 'em, Tibbs. Go on, give 'em what for."
"No, no, Colonel!" replied Sergeant Tibbs as he lead the Dalmatian puppies towards the hole. "Retreat! Retreat!"
"Yes. Oh, yes, yes, of course." said the Colonel. "Retreat! Retreat on the double!"
He and Sergeant Tibbs lead the puppies out of the mansion, where back inside, Perdita was pulling on Horace's coat, turning it inside out.
"Help, Jasper! Jasper! Get me out of here!" he cried.
"Hey, Horace, they're fighting dirty!" said Jasper as he tried to hold up his pants, while struggling with Pongo.
While Horace was still covered by his own coat, Perdita grabbed the rug and pulled it off his feet, causing him to land in the fireplace.
"Oh, oh, ohhh!" Horace howled in pain as he ran out of the fireplace, bumping into Jasper and a nearby wall.
The impact caused the ceiling break loose, burying Jasper and Horace inside.
"Come on, Perdy." said Pongo. "Let's go!"
He and Perdita ran out of the mansion as fast as they could while Jasper and Horace bursted through the doors.
"I'll skin every one of them little spotted hyenas if it's the last thing I do!" declared Jasper as he and Horace got into their truck and drove after the Dalmatians just before my sisters and I arrived at the scene.
"Those must be the dognappers!" said Lana, pointing at Jasper and Horace's truck.
"And those must be the spotty doggies' footprints!" added Leni, pointing at the pawprints.
"They're called Dalmatians, Leni." corrected Lisa. "Don't you know anything?"
Leni stuck her tongue out at Lisa as Lori stepped on the gas.
