And now, Tiger learns how to be a dog.

Later at the desert, Fievel, Tanya, and Tony had brought Tiger before Wylie.

"Wylie, this is our pal Tiger." said Tony.

Wylie looked at Tiger before looking back at the mice, raising an eyebrow.

"He may not be a dog, but he is a good fighter when he has to be." said Tanya.

"We know he can be a great dog!" Fievel said enthusiastically.

Wylie nodded as he faced Tiger. "So you're the frivolous feline I've got to whip into shape? I've got my work cut out for me." he muttered.

"I don't have to listen to this. I... am a god!" Tiger said back.

"Yeah?" challenged Wylie.

"Yeah!" said Tiger.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah?!"

"Yeah!"

Tiger began to whistle. "I don't have to listen to this. I'm a god!"

Fievel couldn't help but giggle. Tanya and Tony, despite trying to look serious,

couldn't stop small smirks from appearing on their faces.

Wylie held up a bone. "Fetch, dog." he called as he tossed it

"Moi?" Tiger asked.

Wylie growled.

"Aah!" cried Tiger, backing away in fear.

Fievel, Tanya, and Tony jumped.

Tiger composed himself before humming as he dramatically walked over to the bone and picked it up.

Fievel and Tanya giggled while Tony burst out laughing.

"Hmm." said Tiger as he sniffed the bone and turned back to hold it in front of Wylie.

"No, no. All wrong." groaned Wylie.

"What did I do wrong? You want me to hold it in my mouth and dribble all over it?" asked Tiger before dribbling all over the bone.

"You wanna act like a dog, you gotta think like a dog... 'til you smell like a dog." said Wylie. "No self-respecting dog fetches anything, unless he's good and feels like it. You wanna intimidate someone, give 'em the la-a-zy eye."

Tiger was now nervous. "Gee, I'm afraid to ask. Okay, what's the la-a-zy eye?" he asked,

Wylie turned him around. "The la-a-zy eye!" he said as one of his eyeballs poked out of his head.

"WAAAAHH!" screamed Tiger.

Fievel, Tanya, and Tony jumped in surprise.

Fievel fell back with a "Oof!"

"That does look imitating." Tony admitted, cringing.

"Now you do it." said Wylie.

Tiger tried to stick his eye our, but failed. He tried again and again until we was yelling like crazy and soon became comically fuzzy with cross eyes while shaking.

Fievel, Tanya, and Tony cringed in disgust.

"That's disturbing." muttered Tanya.

"Hopeless." groaned Wylie.

"Are you sure this is gonna work Filly?" Tony asked Fievel.

"This is only his first lesson." said Fievel. "We'll figure it out."

Later, they stood on a tall pillar.

"Now, lemme see you walk." said Wylie.

Tiger walked back and forth making squeaking noises.

"You're wiggling like a French poodle." muttered Wylie. "Get down on all fours and get a snoot full of mother earth."

"Yuck! That goes against my grain." argued Tiger.

Wylie rolled his eyes as he kicked Tiger in the air and he landed on top of the pillar and began to roll.

"Roll, you varmint. Roll. Give yourself a dirt bath." said Wylie.

"At least he's rollin' like a dog." said Tony.

"Better than his attempts at the la-a-zy eye." shrugged Tanya.

"Now you're gettin' it." nodded Wylie as Tiger rolled along the edges.

"C'mon Tiger, we're rootin' for ya!" cheered Fievel.

"Yeah, you got it now Tig!" said Tony.

"Get up." said Wylie.

Tiger did so.

"Suck in your paunch, boy." the dog instructed.

Tiger did just that by taking deep breaths, air filling his chest.

"OK, now saunter on out there, one leg in front of the other, slow and easy." said Wylie.

Tiger found it difficult to walk as he marched forward, only to fall and deflate like a balloon before landing on his tail on the ground below.

"Tiger!" gasped Tanya.

"You ok Tiger?" called Tony.

"I hurt myself." Tiger replied.

"Well… at least we're getting a little closer." said Fievel.

Tanya and Tony traded glances.

Later, the five were at the old mine.

"Now, if you're gonna act like a dog, you gotta sound like a dog." said Wylie. "Let's hear you bark."

Tiger sputtered.

"Well, go ahead." said Wylie.

Tiger bur his arms under his chin. "Bow-wow." he said adorably.

Fievel and Tanya giggled while Tony chuckled.

"'Bow-wow?'" Wylie asked incredulously. "It's more like... bark!" he said.

"Bark." Tiger jumped before giving a sheepish grin.

"No, again." said Wylie.

"Try to remember how Lone Wolf and Mousey do it." suggested Tony.

"Ok." nodded Tiger. "Woof!"

"Again." said Wylie.

"Woof!" saod Tiger before doing some weird jumps and stands as he made his way to Wylie. "Rawf! Raft! Racket! Rap! Rapscallion! Rumpelstiltskin! Redincta gracio, amore!"

Wylie face-pawed. "Oh, this is embarrassing." he groaned. "Try growling."

Tiger growled, though it wasn't enough to sound menacing. He tried harder, but only ended up falling into a mine cart.

Wylie groaned heavily. "Oh this is hopeless." he muttered he he tried to walk away. "He can't be a dog."

Tiger jumped out of the cart. "I'm sorry, I'm really trying." he said apologetically.

"We might as well give up now." sighed Wylie.

"Don't think like that Wylie!" said Tanya. "We can't give up now!"

"We have to stick together to make sure Cat R. Waul's plan is stopped." said Tomy.

"We are Green River's last hope." said Fievel as he walked up to face Wylie. "If we don't stop Cat R. Waul… who will?"

Wylie just shook his head apologetically as he tried to walk away, but Fievel stopped him and he began to sing.

("Who Will?" from An American Tail: Mystery of the Night Monster plays)

Fievel: If you don't lend a hand

When a hand needs lending

Who will?

Tanya: If you don't help your friends

When they need befriending

Who will?

When nothing goes right,

And everything's wrong.

When the days are too cold,

And the nights are too long

Fievel: If you won't be there to stand and be strong,

Fievel and Tanya: Who will?

Tony: If you don't risk your neck

When a risk needs takin',

Who will?

If you don't break the rules

When the rules need breakin',

Who will?

You've gotta be tough,

Tanya: And forthright and square,

Tiger: You can't hide your head,

And pretend you're not there.

Fievel: If we don't fight for what's right and what's fair,

Who will?

Everyone has a hero hiding deep inside

Waiting to appear, But there is no time left to hide

The moment is now, the place is here

Tony: Who will risk life and limb

Just to help a stranger?

I will

Tanya: Who will walk through the dark

Even though there's danger?

I will.

Fievel: Who'll stay by your side?

Tony: And take up the cause?

Tiger: Who'll give you his strength, his heart, and his paws?

Tony: Who'll be your back-up?

Tiger: Your buddy?

Fievel: Your friend?

Fievel, Tony, & Tiger: We will.

The four did a hands-in.

Fievel: Fievel

Tanya: And Tanya

Tony: And Tony

Tiger: (chuckles) And Tiger

Fievel, Tanya, Tony, and Tiger: We will.

("Who Will?" from An American Tail: Mystery of the Night Monster ends)

Wylie smiled. "Alright. If you lot aren't gonna give up, then I won't give up either."

"That's the spirit Sheriff Burp!" said Tony, smiling proudly.

"Good on ya Wylie!" said Tanya.

"Now let's finish the training!" said Fievel.

Tiger walked up to Wylie. "I'm ready to try again, Wylie!" he said confidently.

Wylie nodded. "Very well then. Now…"

Wylie barked loudly.

Tiger hesitated for a second before saying, "Bark!"

The sound echoed through the mine tunnels.

Tiger smiled hopefully. "Woof, woof!"

"Woof, woof!" came the echo.

Tiger began to jump and love enthusiastically as he committed to sound like a dog. "Bow-wow-wow-wow-wow. Ha-ha-ha-ha. Woof-woof-woof! Grr! Grr! Bark, bark! Bow-wow! Bark-bark, bark-bark-bark. Woof-woof-woof. Bark-bark-bark. Bark-bark-bark. Woof-woof-woof."

Wylie smiled proudly as Fievel, Tanya, and Tony cheered.

"Now that's how you act like a dog!" cheered Fievel.

"I never thought I'd see the day where a cat acted like a dog." mused Tony.

"I still can't believe that said cat is Tiger." giggled Tanya.

The rest of the training commenced.

In a barn, Tiger was doing pull-ups on a wooden beam.

Later, he as doing push-ups, but struggled to do so.

But Tiger didn't give up.

Later, Wylie and the three mice watched him run through a path of buckets, one foot in each, three times.

Fievel, Tanya, and Tony did some training too. Wylie taught them not to shoot a slingshot. They each nailed their targets on the first go, impressing the old dog.

Tiger was learning how to use a lasso. He jumped through it several times before accidentally tying himself up and fell on his back.

Fievel, Tanya, and Tony laughed.

Soon, the four were practicing on a dummy made to look like Cat R. Waul. Fievel, Tony, and Tanya cradled all around it, pulling on it's "skin", "ears", and "fur" in case they had to help fight the top cat themselves.

After that, Tiger punched it multiple times, kicking it in the face before chopping it's hat in half. Tiger then charged forwards with a rake and lifted the dummy into the air, wrecking it as feathers flew everywhere.

Tiger soon joined Fievel, Tanya, and Tony in learning how to use a slingshot. They each hit their targets on the spot and set their slingshots in holsters attached to brown belts.

Wylie then threw Tiger a newspaper. Tiger barked like a dog as he caught it in his mouth and then scratched his ear with his leg like a dog, making Fievel, Tanya, ad Tony laugh hysterically.

Soon, Tiger marched alongside Wylie towards the barn doors as the three mice watched.

Tiger stood at attention. Wylie fixed Tiger's muzzle and then stretched his ears out, making them floppy like a dog, making Fievel and Tanya giggle.

Tanya and Tony then brought over a small boxover to Tiger. Fievel opened it up, revealing a gold dog tag that said "Fido" on it attached to a brown collar. Wylie took it out and wrapped it around Tiger.

Wylie saluted as Tiger saluted back. Fievel, Tanya, and Tony stood in between the two as they saluted back as well.

The five then faced the front doors with determined looks on their faces.

The doors flew open, revealing Fievel, Tanya, Tony, Tiger, and Wylie now fully dressed. Tanya, Tiger, and Tony had on white cowboy hats like Fievel and all five of them had on white jackets.

Fievel, Tanya, Tony, Tiger, and Wylie marched out of the barn towards Green River, brave and daring looks on their faces.

It was time to save the town from the Cactus Cat Gang.

To be concluded…

One last chapter to go! See ya for the fight!