Meanwhile, Millard is wandering through the hallways, seeing what he might find. As he passes by the bathroom, he jostles a small end table upon which a small jar of talcum powder is sitting, causing it to fall and spill all over him. The little Scottie pup coughs and sneezes as he makes his way into the next room, which happens to be Dabney Nabbit the dogcatcher's office.
Noticing Nabbit's dogcatcher's net lying on the floor, Millard scurries over to it and chews it into a ripped, ragged mess. He then hops up on Nabbit's desk, which is stacked with bowling magazines(Nabbit, you see, was a very avid, and pretty good bowler.) and proceeds to rip them into a huge pile of shredded paper. He then scrambles back down to the floor and hops into a cardboard box sitting next to the desk., scrabbling around inside and knocking out various items. He suddenly finds a pair of Nabbit's old socks in the box and leaps out, squealing, "PEYEWWW!"(Apparently, Nabbit's feet smelled ten times worse than the rest of him.) The little Scottie pup then climbs up on a nearby shelf, housing several of Nabbit's bowling trophies, and grabs up a trophy. Just then, he hears footsteps and quickly hurries behind Nabbit's wastebasket(Which, ironically, was the only thing in the room not filled with garbage.)
Nabbit, who's clad in a tan winter coat, matching pants, red earmuffs, and green gloves(1), lumbers into the room. He had been out for a better part of the day patrolling the streets, searching for(But fortunately not finding) stray dogs and cats. He lowers himself into his chair, which promptly sags under his weight, and gives a weary yawn. "Ahh, what a day. Now for a little R 'n R." He kicks his shoes off next to the desk, revealing his own ragged, patched-up socks(Similar to those Flack was wearing); from behind the wastebasket, Millard winces and scuttles back.
"Mmn," the dogcatcher muses. "Think I'll go get myself some hot cocoa." He slowly rises to his feet again, but as soon as he takes one step, he trips on the pair of socks that had fallen out of the box and falls on his bum. "Ow," he groans, then glances at the floor below him. "Say, what's my stuff doin' all over the floor?" His gaze then falls on the pile of ripped-up paper. "Who tore up all my magazines?" As he climbs to his feet, his gaze then falls on the shelf. "And why's one a' my bowlin' trophies missing? Who's doin' this?"
Just then, Nabbit hears a scrabbling sound and looks behind the wastebasket to see Millard, with the bowling trophy still in his mouth. "Aha, so it was you, y'little pest!" He then snatches up his net, not noticing the state of it. "Well, I'll nab ya, and I'll nab ya good!(2)" He swishes his net down over the little Scottie pup, who quickly scrambles through the gaping hole. Nabbit's teeth begin to chatter and his chubby knees begin to shake. "I-i-it's a ghost dog! It's the Hound of the Baskervilles! Help! Help!" He runs out of the office, screaming with fright. Millard stares blankly at this, gives a small shrug, then quietly leaves the room.
Meanwhile, Molly and Mimi, the latter of whom is carrying Flack's hat in her mouth, are wanderering through the upstairs hallway. They sneak into the first room they come to, which happens to be Brattina's room. Mimi drops the hat on the floor, upon which she then observes a shelf lined with Brattina's fancy designer dolls and begins chewing them to pieces; Molly, meanwhile, rushes over to Brattina's fancy canopy bed and begins chewing the lacey sheets to shreds Suddenly, they hear footsteps. "Uh oh," says a concerned Molly. "Somebody's coming!"
"We gotta hide!" states Mimi.
Upon this, Molly quickly scurries behind a toybox; as she squeezes against the wall, she accidentally jostles the shelf, causing one of the dolls' heads to fall off and get stuck on her head. "Yipe!" Mimi, meanwhile hops up on the shelf and garbs herself in a doll's yellow gingham dress and a sunhat, then seats herself between the dolls.
At this moment, Brattina enters the room and gasps at the sight of her ruined bedsheets. "My bed! It's wrecked!" Her gaze then falls on the ravaged dolls lying in pieces on the floor. "My brand-new designer dolls! They're ruined, and I wasn't even sick of them yet! Who did this?" She scouts the room, looking for any sign of the guilty party, her gaze eventually stopping on her doll shelf. She walks up to it and stares with perplexity at the disguised Mimi. "Hmm, this doll looks rather unusual. I don't remember Mommie Dearest buying me this one." She gently presses Mimi's nose; hoping to keep up the facade, the little Scottie pup begins dancing in place, singing, "Howdy-do, howdy-do, I like to dance in a circle with you, Howdy-do, howdy-do, Rainbows are nice and so are you." Brattina just stares blankly.
At this moment, Molly crawls out from behind the toybox to see what's happening; noticing Brattina there, she lies casually on the floor, hoping Brattina will take her for a doll, too. Brattina stares down at the disguised Molly. "Now, this doll looks even stranger. I don't remember this one, either." She gently presses Molly's belly. "Ma-ma." the little Scotty pup says. An even more perplexed Brattina begins to scratch her head.
As she momentarily glances over her shoulder, Brattina suddenly spots Flack's hat lying on the ground. "So, they're the ones who did this!" she seethes. "I am so gonna give those two dorks a piece a'my mind!" She then storms out of the room; the two pups stare and blink in amazement.
Flack and Tubbs are strolling down the hallway downstairs when Brattina suddenly rushes up to them and wallops them both on their heads. "YOU BOZOS, WHAT"S THE IDEA OF WRECKING ALL MY STUFF?!" The dognappers rub their sore heads again. "What'd we do dis time?" says a very perplexed Flack.
"Can't be sure." replies an equally nonplussed Tubbs. As Brattina trudges through the hallway, grousing angrily, Catgut glances up casually. Clearly, he was hoping not to get blamed again. While nobody's watching, Max and the pups quietly steal away through a crack in the wall and make their way back toward the pound. "Ooh, this place is too strange for us."
(1)Nabbit wore this very outfit in the episode, "Snowbound Pound."
(2)His catchhrase, beginning in season 2.