"Say, Howler," Nose Marie says. "Y'all re-member that-there old song?"
"Ohh, yeah, I think so."
"Y'all re-member how it went, 'zactly?" Nose Marie drops a quarter in the slot.
"Hmm, I think so. Did it go like this? DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-WHOMP WHOMP!"
"No, t'wasn't that one."
From inside the machine comes, "WHOMP-WHOMP-WHOMP-WHOMP-WHOMP-DA-DA! OOF! I mean, DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-WHOMP WHOMP!"
"I got one!" says Brighteyes. She drops a quarter in the slot and says, "Antidisestablishmentarianism !"
"Anti…disa…" Flack says.
"Dise…" Tubbs says.
"Disa…"
"Dise…"
"Disa…"
"Dise…"
"Aw, ferget it!" they both say. The quarter pops back out of the coin slot and lands at Brighteyes' feet.
"Ooh, I got another one!" says Whopper. He drops yet another coin in the slot, then pulls a whistle out of his pocket, and blows on it. FWEEP! FWEEP! FWEEP!
Tubbs peeks through the coin slot from inside the machine. "A whistle, huh?"
"No trick at all!" Flack pulls a whistle out of his own pocket, then blows on it. FWEEP! FWEEP! FWEEP!
"Hey, I just thought of something that's gonna knock 'em for a loop!" says Scrounger. He drops a quarter in the slot, then runs off.
Tubbs peeks through the slot again. "One of 'em jus' ran off. Wonder what he's doin'."
Flack peeks through the slot next. "Hmm, he's comin' back, and he's got a saw 'n a violin bow with him…they's gonna try a musical saw on us!"
"Ooh…" says a concerned Tubbs. "We ain't got one a' those."
"We ain't lettin' a buncha' wise guy mutts get da better a' us! We's gotta think a' somethin', an' fast!"
Scrounger runs the bow back and forth across the saw, causing it to loudly screech, SCREEOWL! YEOWOWRR! SCREECHOWWWL! EEEOWLL! YOWWW!
From the machine comes, SCREEOWL! YEOWOWRR! SCREECHOWWL! EEEOWLL! YOWWW!
"Whoa," says Cooler. "They're actually doing it!"
"How are they able to copy all this awful screeching?" wonders Scrounger.
Inside the machine, Flack is holding Catgut in one arm, while holding one of Tubbs' socks in front of the cat's nose, causing him to screech loudly. "SCREEOWL! YYOWWRR!"
"Louder, Catgut!" Flack says. "Try hittin' high C!"
"Uh, Flack?" Tubbs inquires. "Can I have my sock back yet? My foot's gettin' cold."
"Sure, here y'go, dis oughta' be good enuff. By da way, don'cha think ya should oughta wash them socks sometime?"
"But it ain't even springtime yet!"
Just then, Violet and Barkerville come running up to the group, holding enough cotton candy for each of them.
"Hey, you guys," says Violet. "We've got some great news. They're raffling off tickets to the Taffy Thornton concert!"
"Ooh, really?" replies an elated Brighteyes. "Oh, this is super peachy-keen!"
"Regrettably, however, we appear to have insufficient funds for affording said tickets." Barkerville says.
"Huh?" says Brighteyes.
"What?" says Scrounger.
"The raffle tickets cost $3.00, and we've just spent the last of our money."
"Well, why don'cha just speak English next time?" replies an irate Scrounger.
"I thought I was…"
"Wish we'd known about those tickets sooner; we wouldn't have used up our money on cotton candy." Violet says sadly.
"Well now, I wouldn't say that." says Scrounger through a large mouthful of cotton candy.
"And none of the rest of us have enough money among us to cover the cost, either." says Cooler.
"Mostly 'cuz we've been usin' it up on this great echo machine!" Whopper says.
"Erm, echo machine?" asks a perplexed Barkerville.
"Uhm, it's a long story…" Cooler replies.
"We's-all gonna hafta find some way t'make some money, somehow." muses Nose Marie, as the Pound Puppies begin to traipse off. Shortly thereafter, Catgut walks out of the machine and gives a GASP.
"Golly, wonder what his problem is!" says Brighteyes.
"We's-all prob'ly better off not knowin'." replies Nose Marie.
After they've left, Flack sticks his head out from the back of the echo machine. "I thought them mutts would never leave!" He hurries out of the back of the machine, with Tubbs following closely behind. "Them mangies sure get on me last nerve sometimes! Ooh, I can't wait ta catch them…"
"Duh, but Flack, wuzzn't we s'posed ta catch 'em? An' dat real rare one, too?"
"Ooh, I forgot! C'mon, Tubbs! They can't a' gone far!" The two dognappers promptly hurry off in the dogs' direction.