"Okay, Pound Puppies," Holly says, turning to the dogs. "Anyone want to be Hubert's pet?"
She first turns to Whopper, who's gobbling food out of an enormous dog dish; he pauses for a second and shakes his head no.
Holly then turns to Violet, who's rapidly hopping up and down and yipping wildly, then starts rapidly chasing her tail; like Whopper, she also pauses and shakes her head no.
Holly then turns to Brighteyes, who's scratching, scratching, scratching; again, she pauses and shakes her head no.
Holly then turns to Barkerville, who's howling long and loudly; yet again, he pauses and shakes his head no.
Holly then turns to Scrounger, who's vigorously gnawing on an old shoe; yet again, he pauses and shakes his head no.
Holly then turns to Howler, who promptly collapses to the floor dramatically.
As a last-ditch effort, she promptly turns to Cooler, who simply looks up and says, "Meow."
"Oh my(snuf)," Lady Belvershire says, somewhat nonplussed. "None of them appear very…willing, do they(snuf)?"
She had no sooner said this when Nose Marie marches by beating a drum while playing a bugle and wearing a headband with a neon sign reading, "PICK ME! PICK ME!" suspended from it.
"My goodness(snuf), this one looks very willing! Hubert, this dog may truly be the one for you(snuf)."
At that very moment, Lord Belvershire, still clad in scuba gear, runs up to them holding his wayward checkbook. "Wfcgvhbhjn, cfgvbjbhjunm, ujnb!"
"You've found your checkbook, Lord Belvershire?" Holly inquires.
"Rrgbjhnkjmjb, gfcfvghbh, xcfgvhb, by jove."
"Oh, it was in the deep end of the pool all along(snuf). Let's go inside and, uhm, find a waterproof pen(snuf)." Holly and the Belvershires then walk back inside.
"How did it go, Nose Marie?" Cooler inquires, as he happens up to her.
"No luck, darlin'," the bloodhound replies, discouraged. "An' jus' when ah had almos' got Hubert to crack a smile."
Back in the library, the nasty cats continue their task. "Heh, it's all jus' a matter a' time!" Flack gloats; he quickly turns around and notices that the cats are gone."Hey, where did them crazy cats get to?" Flack wanders off to look for the cats; he eventually finds them in the dining room, munching on an enormous roast turkey on the dinner table. "Hey, youse cats, dis ain't no time fer a snack! Get back ta wreckin' da place like ya's supposed ta!"
The cats ignore him and continue eating. "Honestly, didja ever see anything' like dat, Tubbs?" Flack suddenly notices Tubbs is nowhere to be seen. "Tubbs? Hey, Tubbs where are ya's?" He scouts the room for his associate, whom he soon finds at the end of the table, gobbling down food.
"Huh? Did you jus' say somethin', Flack?" Flack's only response is an exasperated groan.
At that very moment, Cooler and Nose Marie hear a crash from inside. "What was that?" Nose Marie exclaims anxiously. Panic-stricken, The eight Pound Puppies rush inside and give a mutual gasp of shock at what they see. The entire library has been ravaged; furniture has been knocked over, curtains and tablecloths are torn, books have been knocked off of shelves, knickknacks broken, couches and easy chairs shredded, destruction as far as the eye can see.
"This place looks like it was hit by a snow cone…ah, uhm, I mean, a toledo…ah, uhm, I mean, a windwhirl…ah, uhm, what I mean is-awoo-oo-oo, Buster?" Howler states. The nasty cats snicker from behind a ravaged couch.
"BUSTER?" the other dogs echo in shock; they then run off to find him. "BUSTER! WHERE ARE YOU?"
"I'm in here." responds Buster, who's in the security room, sitting in front of the monitors.
"Buster, where have you been?" Nose Marie asks, accusingly.
"Right here, watchin' th' teevee. Kinda borin', though; it's th' same thing on every channel."
"This isn't a TV, it's a security system," Cooler informs him. He walks up to the monitors and picks up a DVD sitting in front of them. "They got this whole place hooked up to video cameras." Cooler then proceeds to turn on one of the monitors, showing the demolished library.
"Oh, Buster, ah cannot believe you!" Nose Marie exclaims angrily.
"I didn't do it, I promise!" Buster responds in defense.
"Ooh, you little demolition derby," Nose Marie glowers as she advances angrily towards him. "What 'til ah get mah hands on you!"
"Hey, what's going on?" Whopper says, as he hurries after them; he stops short outside the library. Looking inside, he observes the nasty cats tearing up everything with the two dognappers looking on. "Flack and Tubbs? With Catgut and his friends? I've gotta tell Cooler about this!" Whopper exclaims, then he stops short. "No…wait…he'd never believe me."