Hunter and Colleen, meanwhile, were sitting on the top of one of the hills in their Arkansas backyard. The sun was beginning to set, turning the sky a beautiful shade of pink and purple. Hunter leaned against Colleen. Colleen smiled happily at Hunter. "This is so beautiful, Love." She barked at him.

"I thought you might like it," Hunter barked in reply. He put his arm around her back. "Colleen?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you happy here with me?"

"So happy, Huntie-Wuntie," Colleen said, laying her paw on his. "You can't get a wonderful view like this in London, believe me you don't. Certainly not in me own doghouse back there. Doghouse was behind a huge fence. Couldn't see a wonderful view like this back there." Hunter smiled and licked her cheek happily.

"It seems kind of strange to be normal dogs, isn't it?" He smiled.

"In a way," Colleen agreed. 'It does take some getting used to."

"Yeah,. Ya know when Mr. Clinton was playing that slow music on his radio yesterday, I wanted so badly to take you in my arms and dance with you.." he laughed a bit. "can't do that for a while."

"Won't be for much longer, Love. Master just has to finish installing the tube." She snuggled against him. "Let's just enjoy being together."

Hunter grinned happily. "I enjoy every single minute I'm with you, Colleen." He then stopped and sniffed the air. "Suppertime! Care to race down the hill?"

"I'd love to, Huntie." When they reached the bottom they went to their doghouse where the cook was bringing out a huge plate of spagetti.

"Here you go," he smiled at them. 'Mr Clinton wanted some spagetti for dinner so I figured I'd make some extra for you! Enjoy it."

Huntr and Colleen smiled at the coincidence of it all. Hunter put his arm around her. "I promised you a bella notte of our own, and here it is!"

Colleen grinned and stared at the night. "Oh, Huntie, this couldn't be any more perfect."

Hunter grinned. "You think if we nibble carefully we might be able to end up with the exact same noodle?"

Colleen smiled. "Only one way to find out, love."

Hunter pushed the biggest meatball toward her the exact way The Tramp did in the movie. "For you, Colleen. I love you."

"I love you, too, Huntie," Colleen said, licking his cheek. "Let's try to find that same noodle!"

Meanwhile states away Blitz, Exile, Shag, and Muzzle found themselves surrounded by Cano Mutants. They all sped away in different directions. Blitz found himself in dark corner. "Let the biting begin!" He said as he proceeded to bite the biggest gun from the Cano Mutant nearest him. He then went to another gun and proceeded to rip it to shreads,. The Mutants screamed and started to run. "Yah, run puppy boys! Papa Blizy is out to get you!" But when they turned a corner they came face to face with over ten ore Cano Mutants, who proceeded to pick Blitz up over their heads. "Oh, Not AGAIN!! I was just joking with you!!"

"Blitz," Exile cried. "Let him go!" Using his ice blast, he froze all of them in their tracks. Blitz ran to xil.

"Oh, thank you, Exile.."

"DON'T even think about it!"

"Well, I wouldn';t!"

Shag was busy crutched behind a table, wining helplessly. Exile came over. "Comerade, you OK?"

"Rah."

"Wait, where's Muzzle?" Shag looked around him and was horrified to discover that Muzzle';s cart was missing.

"Ruh Roh!"
Blitz came over just then. 'This isn't working! There are only four of us, and Muzzle's in a cart. We can't watch in all directions at once! We NEED at least one ore pair of eyes!"

'I'm afraid we don't even have that! We can't find Muzzle!"

Meanwhile Groomer and two of the biggest Cano Mutants snuck into the main room where they knew the weapons were kept and proceeded to load up the biggest ones into the sacks they had brought with them. Ravo was SO RIGHT, with all the chaos and th fact that there were only four of the now it wad so asy to create a distraction big enough so that they could take the weapons unnoticed. After filling up all three sacks Groomer handed hers to the biggest Mutant. "Her, take these to Parvo and bring back some more sacks. And hurry!" The Mutant carried the sacks to Parvo. Hs metal arm made it possible to lift the sacks like they were straw and load them onto his truck. Just then another Mutant came over carrying Muzzle. Parvo grinned horribly. "Ah, the Rotweiller! How perfect! I know JUST the place for him!" H took the cart and locked it in a spar room. "There. That's done. One down, three more to go! "

Meanwhile Master was watching fro his Headquarters along with Hubert. Hubert turned toward Master. "This is bad." he said simply."

"Yes," He agreed. "I honestly thought four dogs could do it."

"Not when there are at least 100 of Cano Mutants. We Need more eyes and a lot more fighting style!" Master nodded, he know what he meant.

'But the tube isn't ready yet!