Tramp led the girls more into town. Cherry couldn't find Aunt Sarah anywhere and just assumed she went back home with Junior, Si and Am. There was a guard in front of the gates they were headed for and finally Tramp stopped to show the girls where they were.
"Well, here we are." Tramp said.
"The Zoo?" the girls both said as they saw the sign.
"Sure!" Tramp beamed.
Cherry and Lady went to the entrance, but Tramp pulled Lady back and bit on Cherry's pants to pull her back too. He wanted to stop them from going that way.
"No, this way," Tramp whispered as they were all in the bushes. "Follow me."
Lady was about to follow, but she then moaned.
"What's the matter, Lady?" Cherry asked.
"We can't go in." Lady told them.
"Why not?" Tramp asked.
Cherry saw as she read a sign that said: No Dogs Allowed.
"Well, the sign says..." Lady tried to tell him.
"Yeah, well, well, that's an angle." Tramp said.
"Angle?" Cherry asked.
"Look, Cherry, you stay here with Pidge so you don't get in trouble," Tramp organized his plan as a man with book walked by the sidewalk. "We'll just wait for the right-Uh, here we are now. Just lay low."
The man walked out from the zoo, passing the guard. Tramp emerged from the bushes and followed around the man to play a trick.
"Hey, you!" the guard called sharply to the normal man.
"Uh, I beg your pardon," the man looked at him nervously. "Were you addressing me?"
"What's the matter?" the guard pointed his club against the sign. "Can't you read?"
"Why, yes, several languages!" the man assured him.
"Oh, a wise guy, eh?" the guard pointed to Tramp. Tramp then stood in front of the man to protect him. "What's this creature doin' here?"
"He's not my dog!" the man replied.
Tramp then jumped into his arms like he had known the man all his life. He even licked the poor man's face. Cherry tried to hold in her laughs as she and Lady watched.
"Oh, he's not, eh?" the guard was understandably dubious.
"Go away, go on," the man tried to drive Tramp away so he wouldn't get in trouble. "Why, certinately not, officer!"
"Ah, I suppose you'll be tellin' me next it was the dog whistlin', huh?"
"Oh, I'm a liar now, am I?"
"Well, you listen to me!"
"Resisitin' an officer of the law? You're gonna pay-" the guard then howled in pain as Tramp bit him. "Oh, pull a knife on me, will ya? Tryin' to assassinate me, aren't ya?"
Tramp signaled the girls to come with him. Lady and Cherry left the bushes as the men continued to argue. Cherry walked in and looked all around to see what Tramp had in mind of getting Lady help with the zoo animals.
"Come on, guys," Tramp praised. "The place is ours. We'd better go through this place A to Z."
"How about an ape?" Cherry suggested.
"Apes? No, no, no," Tramp shook his head. "No use even asking them. They will not understand."
"They wouldn't?" Lady asked.
"Uh-huh, too closely related to humans, unless they're special like this one," Tramp winked at Cherry, then saw the alligator exhibit. "Alligators! Now, there's an idea!"
"Oh, no." Cherry moaned as she followed the dogs to the alligator exhibit.
"Say Al," Tramp came close with them, leaning to talk with the reptile. "Do you suppose you could nip this contraption off for us?"
"Glad to oblige." the alligator replied, opening his mouth wide like he was going to eat all of them.
Tramp saw the flaw in this plan. "Whoa, WHOA!" he bit on Lady's collar and pulled her back.
However, the alligator slammed its mouth down on the back of Cherry's pants. Cherry screamed, climbed back up and she covered her butt in embarrassment as the alligator bit off the back and ate it like a snack. Cherry turned and looked down as she heard wicked laughter. Cherry turned in anger and in embarrassment as she saw a hyena laughing at them.
"If anybody ever needed a muzzle, it's him." Tramp remarked as they went to a different exhibit.
"Timber!" a voice called out.
"Hey Pigeon! Look out!" Tramp got the girls out of the way as a tree slammed down on the ground.
Cherry and Tramp popped their heads out from the tree's greens. Tramp had leaves in his fur as Cherry had some in her mouth and she spit some out.
"What harebrained idiot would-" Tramp thought about it for a moment and found a new solution to this problem. "Hey look, a beaver! Here's the answer to our problem." He then went to the beaver as he was at work.
"Let's see, six-foot, and six, and-17 inches." the beaver calculated, then chewed on the log.
"Pardon me, friend," Tramp said to the beaver. "I wonder if you'd do us a little-"
"Busy, sonny, busy," the beaver waved him off. "Can't stop to gossip now. Gotta slide this sycamore to the swamp."
"This'll only take a second of your time." Cherry added, walking over.
"Only a second?" the beaver took his attention to her and poked her on the nose. "Listen, missy, do you realize every second, 70 centimeters of water is wasted over that spillway?" the beaver pointed to his dam.
"Well, yes, but-"
"Gotta get this log movin', you two," the beaver tried to move the log and dismiss the dog and human girl. "Gotta get movin', that the cuttin' takes time, it's doggone haulin'."
"Exactly," Tramp formed an idea. "Haulin', now, all you need is-"
"Better bisect this section here..." the beaver either didn't hear him or just flat-out ignored him.
"What you need is a log puller," Tramp said, then noticed the beaver was gnawing again. He then came closer to raise his voice. "I said a LOG PULLER!"
The beaver blinked rapidly and scratched the inside of his ear. "I ain't deef, sonny, there's no need to-" the beaver then noticed what Tramp told him. "Did you say a log puller?"
"And, by lucky coincidence, you see before you, modeled by the lovely little lady," Tramp stepped aside to show the beaver Lady still trapped like he was a game show host offering prizes. "The new, improved, patented, handy-dandy, never fail, little log puller! The busy beaver's friend!"
"You don't say?" the beaver was astounded.
"Guaranteed to not wear, tear, rip or ravel," Tramp continued. "Turn around sister and show the customer merchandise."
Lady showed the beaver, trying to model. She just really wanted this to be over with.
"And it cuts logs hauling time by 66%!" Tramp added.
"Sixty six percent!?" the beaver chuckled, eagerly, then came toward Lady. "Think of that! Well, how's it work?"
"Why, it's no work at all," Tramp replied. "You merely slip this ring over the limb, like this," he then demonstrated by putting the leash handle around the limb as said. "And haul it off!"
"Say, you mind if I slip it on for size?" the beaver asked.
"Help yourself, my dear friend, help yourself." Tramp smiled for Lady's sake.
"Oh, don't mind if I do," the beaver said, then noticed how forced the muzzle was on Lady. "How do you get the conserned thing off, sonny?"
"Glad you brought that up, friend," Tramp continued his enthusiasm to sell his idea. "To remove it, simply place the strap between your teeth."
"Like this?" the beaver asked, doing as told.
"Correct friend, now bite hard, ya see?"
The beaver nodded and bit hard. It was so hard, the muzzle was finally off, freeing Lady. "Say, that is simple!" the beaver smiled.
Lady brushed her nose and smiled. "It's off!"
Cherry smiled and hugged Lady close.
"Well, friend, we'll be on our way now, so-" Tramp was about to walk off with the girls.
"Uh-uh-uh, not so fast, sonny," the beaver stopped as he got the muzzle on. "I'll have to make certain its satisfactory before we settle on a price."
"Oh, no, it's all yours, friend," Tramp remarked. "You can keep it."
"I can?" the beaver asked.
"Uh-huh." Lady agreed.
"It's a free sample." Cherry added.
Tramp looked at both girls, feeling victorious and glad they helped him sell the muzzle leash to the beaver.
"Well, thanks a lot!" the beaver thanked them as they walked off.
The dogs and human girl were long gone once the beaver rolled down the hill with his log now attached with him. The beaver felt great once he got his log in place of his dam. Now he could celebrate!
"Say, that works, swell!"