The very next day the gang goes back to the woods to look for clues or any
thing that might help them, but of course they call out for Cookie
wondering if she in any where near.
Meanwhile, the poor unfortunate Cookie sits in her cage sits sad and lonely wanting to go back to her family and friends. She hears the gang calling for her but she could not bark back to them because the dognapper used her long ears to tie her mouth shut. She is so anxious so go home that she tries to pick the lock on her cage with her long toenails.
"Oh no!! I broke a nail!!" She thinks to herself.
She wants so much to go home, she thinks back to when she was with her owners and her family. She remembers when her owners Children would pull on her ears, even though it hurt she enjoy it. She also remembers when her own children would tug on her ears and on her tail, even though it painful it was even more painful to be away from them. She starts whimpering which turn into tears. She thinks back when she would sit by the fireplace with her puppies. She cries harder when she remember when her husband got run over by a Ford aero star. Then she started to worry about her grandmother, Ruffy from Arkansas, Cookie had missed her 21'st birthday party, it meant so much for her to go. Her poor old Grandmother had been blind for many years and she wanted so much to be with her granddaughter before going to Dog Heaven. Cookie's Grandmother always liked the movie "All Dogs Go To Heaven". She starts to scratch on her cage. The beautiful young dog manages to untie her ears and so she starts to bark at the top of her lungs but the gang cannot hear her. But after about five minutes she loses her voice. She lays down to rest but she cannot sleep she wants so much to go home to be with her puppies, her grandmother, her owners, and her friends. She wanted to be with her good friend Henry the bloodhound. She also longed to see her good friend Dixie the golden retriever, and also she missed her great friend Jamie the collie, she had know Jamie ever since they were puppies. She cries herself to sleep.
The gang keeps on calling for Cookie. Then they walk deeper into the woods to discover the moving trees again. They all jump on Velma and run out of the woods, but when they got out they notice that Velma is three inches shorter.
"Hey, Velma, you are, like, three inches shorter." Shaggy states.
"Sorry! My fault, huh huh. I shouldn't have had all that pizza yesterday. I gained ten pounds." Scooby-Dumb says.
"Thanks a lot Dumb! You gained ten pounds and I lost three inches!" Velma shouts.
"Well don't worry I'll help you find them!" Dumb Says.
Hearing this Velma just groans and says; "I don't think there are anymore clues around here. We better get going."
"Good idea." Fred adds, "Maybe we can go back to Miss Amy Cat's house get a few clues from her."
"Like I wouldn't go there. Don't you remember last time we went? I'd say she is like, kind of suspicious." Shaggy states.
"Now, c'mon Shaggy! Just because she has shifty eyes and seems really strange doesn't she is a crook!" Fred protests.
"Like, stop scaring me! She is very suspicious. Like, I wouldn't be surprised if she is the dognapper!"
"Shaggy! Don't be so cruel." Velma starts. "Even if she is a little strange we haven't got anything on her to suspect her of anything. Anyway, she has been dog sitting Cookie for years! If she wanted to dognap her she could have done it years ago."
"But-" Shaggy starts.
"No buts about it! Let go." Fred says
Once the gang get to Miss Cats' house they walk up the door. Daphne is just about to ring the doorbell but they find the door slightly open so they decide to go in. They go a few feet into the hall way but they her somebody yelling something. "Hey that sounds like Miss Cats!" Shaggy says in a half surprised and half scared voice. "Yeah, But be quiet so we can listen in" Freddie says. The gang gets a little closer to the room miss Cats is in but keep their distance so that she would not know of their presence. Velma gets out her notebook to try to write down what she says. The gang hears her say "Puppies, puppies I hate puppies!!!!! I will use their furs to make beautiful fur coats!! Hahahahaha!" she screams in an evil voice. "Like, man, she sounds evil!" Shaggy says trembling from his head to toes. "Quiet Shaggy, There is a simple and logical explanation for all this." Velma explains. "Alright then Velma what is it?" Shaggy asks. Velma thinks for a minute then gives in "I don't know but we are going to find out!"
The gang sneaks out of the house quietly and go into the Mystery Machine to talk. They all sit in the back in the van. "Like, now do you believe me that she is the dognapper?" Shaggy asks. "Yeah, for once." Daphne says. "For once what?" Shaggy asks. "For once I believe you." Daphne answers. "Well, gee thank a lot." Shaggy says in an annoyed voice because nobody ever believes him. "C'mon! Lets stop the chit chat and start thinking!" Fred says. "Okay, if Miss Cats is the dognapper what would be her motive?" Velma asks to no one in particular. "Well didn't she say something about using their furs to make fur coats." Daphne answers. "She sounds a bit like Cruelle de vil from a hundred and one Dalmatians." Little Daphne says as she starts singing "Cruella De vil, Cruella De vil, if she doesn't scare you then nobody will." "Be quiet!" Freddie snaps at his little cousin. However, she keeps on singing, "Her cute little mouth is tied up like a bow and the beard on her chin is as white as the snow!" "What?!" everyone asks in unison. Little Daphne just shrugs her shoulders and replies, "Can I help it if I'm always getting my songs mixed up? Besides, I have the Night Before Christmas stuck in my head."
"But it's April." Fred says.
"Can I help it if my seasons are all messed up?" is the answer, "Besides, Christmas is only five months away."
"How do you figure that?" Velma asks.
"Well, April, March, February, January, December. See? Five months." Little Daphne answers as everyone bursts into a roar of laughter. Once every one quiets down Freddie says he wants to go back to the Harrison's house to asks how long they have known miss Cats and anything else that might be important. The gang gets into their seats and drive away but they have to drive by Velma's house. While driving past Velma's mom stops them and makes Velma take out the recycling.
"But mom!" Velma complains. "No but about it sweetie." Her mom replies, "All our old newspapers are stacking up! We need to get rid of them!" "But-" Velma says. "Velma!" Velma's mom scolds. "Oh all right!" Velma gives in but still not wanting to do it. She then turns the gang and says, "I'll catch up with you guys later."
"Thank you. The recycling is on the back porch." Mrs. Dinkley says as Velma exits the Mystery Machine. As they walk to the back of the house Mrs. Dinkley instructs as she enters the house, "Velma, you just wait there; I have some more papers for you." "That will make the load even more heavier." Velma says to herself as she gets a good grip to lift the box, "Just great. Hmmmph!" she strains as she lifts it. "Jinkies, this is heavy! Well, this is almost full...hopefully mom has a small pile of papers." Just then, Mrs. Dinkley comes through the door with a pile of entire newspapers three feet high. Velma swallows hard as her mom approaches an drops them into the bin. "Ooph! This is worse than the gang jumping on me whenever a ghost shows up!" Velma whines. "At least you don't have to run." Her mom comforts.
"Yeah, thanks a lot, mom." Velma says as she rolls her eyes, "I have to go down a narrow stair case."
"You'll be fine." Mrs. Dinkley replies as she pat her daughter on the back.
"Calm yourself." Velma tells herself as she walks down the staircase that connects the porch to the alley behind her house. "You'll be just fine." She repeats step after step. Then suddenly, she misses her footing and nearly falls backwards. Regaining her balance she confirms, "Not." As she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she trips over a ball that some children left after playing. "Ow." She groans as she rubs her shoulder, which she landed on. She adjusts her glasses and looks at papers scattered around her. "Drat! If mom finds out, she is going to kill me. She just cleaned up this place!" As she gathers up newspapers, she looks at the bin and smiles lightly, "At least not all of the papers fell out!" She puts a bunch into the box and looks at the picture at the top of the pile. "Hey!" she exclaims squinting slightly to see better in the dark alley, "That looks like Cookie." She stops for a moment to read the subscript, 'Cookie Harrison, the proud Basset Hound of Matthew and Sarah Harrison, wins best in show in local dog show.' "It is Cookie!" Velma says to herself, "The gang has got to see this." She then darts up the staircase to the front of her house and runs past her mother, who is pulling up weeds in the flowerbed. "Velma," she says getting up, "did you take out the recycling?" Velma instantly stops and replies, "Yeah, well sort of...I'll finish it later...I gotta...uh...bye." and starts running again in the direction of the Harrison's house five blocks down. Wondering what in the world is going on, Mrs. Dinkley walks to the alley, looks down the stairs seeing the mess of papers at the bottom.
"Velma!" Mrs. Dinkley yells as she returns to the street to see Velma run drastically down it, "Velma Dace Dinkley! You come right back here and clean up this mess!"
Two people walking together see Velma running in the middle of the street waving the paper in the air. They look at each other in a confused manner thinking she in some kind of lunatic. Meanwhile, the rest of the gang is talking to Mrs. Harrison. "Oh, poor Cookie. I can still see her dewlap flapping in the breeze." Mrs. Harrison says in a very sad voice. "What's a dewflap?" Little Daphne asks. "No, sweetheart." Mrs. Harrison says as she kneels down. "It is dewlap. You see, all scent hounds have dewlaps. Especially basset hounds, oh, and some people have them to." "Oh, yeah! My Grandpa has one of those. But he's not a basset hound!" Everyone giggles at this remark. Suddenly the back doorbell rings. "I wonder who that could be." Mrs. Harrison wonders as she goes to answer it. Everyone waits patiently and listen to Mrs. Harrison opening the door. "Why hello, Velma!" greets Mrs. Harrison. "Hi, Mrs. Harrison." Velma replies in an exhausted voice. Off in the distance, Velma can still hear her mother calling, "Velma Dace Dinkley!" Velma suddenly yelps, "Hide me quick!" "Well, come on in." says Mrs. Harrison in a confused voice. Velma quickly does so and runs into the nearest closet.
"Velma," Daphne asks, who had come out of the living room to find out what all the commotion was, "what's going on here?"
"Mom's after me." Velma replies from behind the closet door.
"What did you do?"
"Found a clue."
"And your mom's mad at you for that?" Daphne asks puzzled.
"And I also forgot to take out the recycling." Velma replies, "Well, I really didn't forget...I just didn't finish it...and...I'm dead."
"Well, that's nice to know."
"Hey!"
"Just kidding." Daphne assures her friend. "But what clue did you find?"
"Well, I'm not quite sure it ties in with the mystery, yet. But it's interesting." Velma replies.
"Velma," Mrs. Harrison's voice breaks the conversation, "it's safe to come out now. Your mother's gone."
Velma breathes a sigh of relief as she exits the closet. "Where is everyone else?" she asks.
"Over in the other room." Is the reply.
"Velma," Fred says as the two girls enter the room with Mrs. Harrison, "did I hear something about you finding a clue?"
"Yeah." Velma replies handing Fred the newspaper.
Fred looks at it and says, "Wow! What a story!"
"Like, what's amazing, Fred?" Shaggy asks approaching Fred.
"What does it say Fred?" Daphne asks.
"The New York Rangers defeated the Blue Jackets on June seventh!" Fred replies.
"Oh, Fred!" Everyone groans.
Well-known to everyone, Fred has one weakness—to go first to the sports section whenever he gets his hands on a newspaper.
"I was taking about the story next to that." Velma says pointing it out to him. Freddie then looks at the other story and exclaims "Hey it's Cookie!!" "Yeah! It says that she won best in show at the dog show." Daphne says reading of Fred's shoulder. "Interesting, isn't it." Velma says.
"Well, yeah but how does this link to the mystery?" Fred asks.
"I'm not sure but don't you think that it's a little strange that she gets dognapped only a few days after she wins the dog show?"
"Yeah, that is a little bit odd isn't it?"
The gang reads the newspaper article a bit more and they decide to go to the place they saw the truck that had Scoob-Dumb in it. They look around a bit but the find know clue and no truck so they decide to go back to HQ.
As they come out Scooby-dumb sees Cookie in the back of the truck they had him in, the truck was stuck in traffic. Scooby-Dumb instantly falls in love with her. He just stands there and looks at her. Scooby-Doo sees his brother just standing on the sidewalk he asks him what the matter and Scooby-dumb just points toward Cookie. Scooby alerts the gang. They turn to see the truck driving away with Cookie in the back. "Cookie!" they exclaims. "My baby." Scooby –Dumb say as he faints to the ground.
Meanwhile, the poor unfortunate Cookie sits in her cage sits sad and lonely wanting to go back to her family and friends. She hears the gang calling for her but she could not bark back to them because the dognapper used her long ears to tie her mouth shut. She is so anxious so go home that she tries to pick the lock on her cage with her long toenails.
"Oh no!! I broke a nail!!" She thinks to herself.
She wants so much to go home, she thinks back to when she was with her owners and her family. She remembers when her owners Children would pull on her ears, even though it hurt she enjoy it. She also remembers when her own children would tug on her ears and on her tail, even though it painful it was even more painful to be away from them. She starts whimpering which turn into tears. She thinks back when she would sit by the fireplace with her puppies. She cries harder when she remember when her husband got run over by a Ford aero star. Then she started to worry about her grandmother, Ruffy from Arkansas, Cookie had missed her 21'st birthday party, it meant so much for her to go. Her poor old Grandmother had been blind for many years and she wanted so much to be with her granddaughter before going to Dog Heaven. Cookie's Grandmother always liked the movie "All Dogs Go To Heaven". She starts to scratch on her cage. The beautiful young dog manages to untie her ears and so she starts to bark at the top of her lungs but the gang cannot hear her. But after about five minutes she loses her voice. She lays down to rest but she cannot sleep she wants so much to go home to be with her puppies, her grandmother, her owners, and her friends. She wanted to be with her good friend Henry the bloodhound. She also longed to see her good friend Dixie the golden retriever, and also she missed her great friend Jamie the collie, she had know Jamie ever since they were puppies. She cries herself to sleep.
The gang keeps on calling for Cookie. Then they walk deeper into the woods to discover the moving trees again. They all jump on Velma and run out of the woods, but when they got out they notice that Velma is three inches shorter.
"Hey, Velma, you are, like, three inches shorter." Shaggy states.
"Sorry! My fault, huh huh. I shouldn't have had all that pizza yesterday. I gained ten pounds." Scooby-Dumb says.
"Thanks a lot Dumb! You gained ten pounds and I lost three inches!" Velma shouts.
"Well don't worry I'll help you find them!" Dumb Says.
Hearing this Velma just groans and says; "I don't think there are anymore clues around here. We better get going."
"Good idea." Fred adds, "Maybe we can go back to Miss Amy Cat's house get a few clues from her."
"Like I wouldn't go there. Don't you remember last time we went? I'd say she is like, kind of suspicious." Shaggy states.
"Now, c'mon Shaggy! Just because she has shifty eyes and seems really strange doesn't she is a crook!" Fred protests.
"Like, stop scaring me! She is very suspicious. Like, I wouldn't be surprised if she is the dognapper!"
"Shaggy! Don't be so cruel." Velma starts. "Even if she is a little strange we haven't got anything on her to suspect her of anything. Anyway, she has been dog sitting Cookie for years! If she wanted to dognap her she could have done it years ago."
"But-" Shaggy starts.
"No buts about it! Let go." Fred says
Once the gang get to Miss Cats' house they walk up the door. Daphne is just about to ring the doorbell but they find the door slightly open so they decide to go in. They go a few feet into the hall way but they her somebody yelling something. "Hey that sounds like Miss Cats!" Shaggy says in a half surprised and half scared voice. "Yeah, But be quiet so we can listen in" Freddie says. The gang gets a little closer to the room miss Cats is in but keep their distance so that she would not know of their presence. Velma gets out her notebook to try to write down what she says. The gang hears her say "Puppies, puppies I hate puppies!!!!! I will use their furs to make beautiful fur coats!! Hahahahaha!" she screams in an evil voice. "Like, man, she sounds evil!" Shaggy says trembling from his head to toes. "Quiet Shaggy, There is a simple and logical explanation for all this." Velma explains. "Alright then Velma what is it?" Shaggy asks. Velma thinks for a minute then gives in "I don't know but we are going to find out!"
The gang sneaks out of the house quietly and go into the Mystery Machine to talk. They all sit in the back in the van. "Like, now do you believe me that she is the dognapper?" Shaggy asks. "Yeah, for once." Daphne says. "For once what?" Shaggy asks. "For once I believe you." Daphne answers. "Well, gee thank a lot." Shaggy says in an annoyed voice because nobody ever believes him. "C'mon! Lets stop the chit chat and start thinking!" Fred says. "Okay, if Miss Cats is the dognapper what would be her motive?" Velma asks to no one in particular. "Well didn't she say something about using their furs to make fur coats." Daphne answers. "She sounds a bit like Cruelle de vil from a hundred and one Dalmatians." Little Daphne says as she starts singing "Cruella De vil, Cruella De vil, if she doesn't scare you then nobody will." "Be quiet!" Freddie snaps at his little cousin. However, she keeps on singing, "Her cute little mouth is tied up like a bow and the beard on her chin is as white as the snow!" "What?!" everyone asks in unison. Little Daphne just shrugs her shoulders and replies, "Can I help it if I'm always getting my songs mixed up? Besides, I have the Night Before Christmas stuck in my head."
"But it's April." Fred says.
"Can I help it if my seasons are all messed up?" is the answer, "Besides, Christmas is only five months away."
"How do you figure that?" Velma asks.
"Well, April, March, February, January, December. See? Five months." Little Daphne answers as everyone bursts into a roar of laughter. Once every one quiets down Freddie says he wants to go back to the Harrison's house to asks how long they have known miss Cats and anything else that might be important. The gang gets into their seats and drive away but they have to drive by Velma's house. While driving past Velma's mom stops them and makes Velma take out the recycling.
"But mom!" Velma complains. "No but about it sweetie." Her mom replies, "All our old newspapers are stacking up! We need to get rid of them!" "But-" Velma says. "Velma!" Velma's mom scolds. "Oh all right!" Velma gives in but still not wanting to do it. She then turns the gang and says, "I'll catch up with you guys later."
"Thank you. The recycling is on the back porch." Mrs. Dinkley says as Velma exits the Mystery Machine. As they walk to the back of the house Mrs. Dinkley instructs as she enters the house, "Velma, you just wait there; I have some more papers for you." "That will make the load even more heavier." Velma says to herself as she gets a good grip to lift the box, "Just great. Hmmmph!" she strains as she lifts it. "Jinkies, this is heavy! Well, this is almost full...hopefully mom has a small pile of papers." Just then, Mrs. Dinkley comes through the door with a pile of entire newspapers three feet high. Velma swallows hard as her mom approaches an drops them into the bin. "Ooph! This is worse than the gang jumping on me whenever a ghost shows up!" Velma whines. "At least you don't have to run." Her mom comforts.
"Yeah, thanks a lot, mom." Velma says as she rolls her eyes, "I have to go down a narrow stair case."
"You'll be fine." Mrs. Dinkley replies as she pat her daughter on the back.
"Calm yourself." Velma tells herself as she walks down the staircase that connects the porch to the alley behind her house. "You'll be just fine." She repeats step after step. Then suddenly, she misses her footing and nearly falls backwards. Regaining her balance she confirms, "Not." As she reaches the bottom of the stairs, she trips over a ball that some children left after playing. "Ow." She groans as she rubs her shoulder, which she landed on. She adjusts her glasses and looks at papers scattered around her. "Drat! If mom finds out, she is going to kill me. She just cleaned up this place!" As she gathers up newspapers, she looks at the bin and smiles lightly, "At least not all of the papers fell out!" She puts a bunch into the box and looks at the picture at the top of the pile. "Hey!" she exclaims squinting slightly to see better in the dark alley, "That looks like Cookie." She stops for a moment to read the subscript, 'Cookie Harrison, the proud Basset Hound of Matthew and Sarah Harrison, wins best in show in local dog show.' "It is Cookie!" Velma says to herself, "The gang has got to see this." She then darts up the staircase to the front of her house and runs past her mother, who is pulling up weeds in the flowerbed. "Velma," she says getting up, "did you take out the recycling?" Velma instantly stops and replies, "Yeah, well sort of...I'll finish it later...I gotta...uh...bye." and starts running again in the direction of the Harrison's house five blocks down. Wondering what in the world is going on, Mrs. Dinkley walks to the alley, looks down the stairs seeing the mess of papers at the bottom.
"Velma!" Mrs. Dinkley yells as she returns to the street to see Velma run drastically down it, "Velma Dace Dinkley! You come right back here and clean up this mess!"
Two people walking together see Velma running in the middle of the street waving the paper in the air. They look at each other in a confused manner thinking she in some kind of lunatic. Meanwhile, the rest of the gang is talking to Mrs. Harrison. "Oh, poor Cookie. I can still see her dewlap flapping in the breeze." Mrs. Harrison says in a very sad voice. "What's a dewflap?" Little Daphne asks. "No, sweetheart." Mrs. Harrison says as she kneels down. "It is dewlap. You see, all scent hounds have dewlaps. Especially basset hounds, oh, and some people have them to." "Oh, yeah! My Grandpa has one of those. But he's not a basset hound!" Everyone giggles at this remark. Suddenly the back doorbell rings. "I wonder who that could be." Mrs. Harrison wonders as she goes to answer it. Everyone waits patiently and listen to Mrs. Harrison opening the door. "Why hello, Velma!" greets Mrs. Harrison. "Hi, Mrs. Harrison." Velma replies in an exhausted voice. Off in the distance, Velma can still hear her mother calling, "Velma Dace Dinkley!" Velma suddenly yelps, "Hide me quick!" "Well, come on in." says Mrs. Harrison in a confused voice. Velma quickly does so and runs into the nearest closet.
"Velma," Daphne asks, who had come out of the living room to find out what all the commotion was, "what's going on here?"
"Mom's after me." Velma replies from behind the closet door.
"What did you do?"
"Found a clue."
"And your mom's mad at you for that?" Daphne asks puzzled.
"And I also forgot to take out the recycling." Velma replies, "Well, I really didn't forget...I just didn't finish it...and...I'm dead."
"Well, that's nice to know."
"Hey!"
"Just kidding." Daphne assures her friend. "But what clue did you find?"
"Well, I'm not quite sure it ties in with the mystery, yet. But it's interesting." Velma replies.
"Velma," Mrs. Harrison's voice breaks the conversation, "it's safe to come out now. Your mother's gone."
Velma breathes a sigh of relief as she exits the closet. "Where is everyone else?" she asks.
"Over in the other room." Is the reply.
"Velma," Fred says as the two girls enter the room with Mrs. Harrison, "did I hear something about you finding a clue?"
"Yeah." Velma replies handing Fred the newspaper.
Fred looks at it and says, "Wow! What a story!"
"Like, what's amazing, Fred?" Shaggy asks approaching Fred.
"What does it say Fred?" Daphne asks.
"The New York Rangers defeated the Blue Jackets on June seventh!" Fred replies.
"Oh, Fred!" Everyone groans.
Well-known to everyone, Fred has one weakness—to go first to the sports section whenever he gets his hands on a newspaper.
"I was taking about the story next to that." Velma says pointing it out to him. Freddie then looks at the other story and exclaims "Hey it's Cookie!!" "Yeah! It says that she won best in show at the dog show." Daphne says reading of Fred's shoulder. "Interesting, isn't it." Velma says.
"Well, yeah but how does this link to the mystery?" Fred asks.
"I'm not sure but don't you think that it's a little strange that she gets dognapped only a few days after she wins the dog show?"
"Yeah, that is a little bit odd isn't it?"
The gang reads the newspaper article a bit more and they decide to go to the place they saw the truck that had Scoob-Dumb in it. They look around a bit but the find know clue and no truck so they decide to go back to HQ.
As they come out Scooby-dumb sees Cookie in the back of the truck they had him in, the truck was stuck in traffic. Scooby-Dumb instantly falls in love with her. He just stands there and looks at her. Scooby-Doo sees his brother just standing on the sidewalk he asks him what the matter and Scooby-dumb just points toward Cookie. Scooby alerts the gang. They turn to see the truck driving away with Cookie in the back. "Cookie!" they exclaims. "My baby." Scooby –Dumb say as he faints to the ground.
