"Wow, this dog chow's pretty good." Maisy said.
"You eat dog food?" Rolly asked with his mouth full and chuckled. "I think I'm gonna like you."
"I might as well eat something." Maisy shrugged.
Rolly smiled and ate more than everybody else as usual.
"Oh, I just love your collar," Two-Tone smirked to Maisy. "You have to give me the name of the store it came from."
"I'll tell you sometime." Maisy said.
"Oh, great!" Two-Tone beamed.
Maisy smiled back at her.
After dinner, everyone laid around as it was close to bedtime. Spot was practicing playing fetch and even buried a stick in the ground. The other chickens laughed while Cordelia glared to them to make them stop and they did, she truly loved her daughter, but she really wished she would act more like a chicken instead of a dog sometimes. But she was happy what ever her daughter decided to do.
"How was that, guys?" Spot asked.
"Uh, not bad, Spot, but we usually bury bones, not sticks." Lucky replied.
"Yeah." Cadpig said.
Spot face-palmed herself and took the stick out of the spot she just buried it in.
"You'll get the hang of it." Patch smiled.
"Thanks, Patch." Spot smiled back.
"No prob." Patch smiled.
Spot then lay beside them.
"It's so good that we don't have early morning drills for the next month..." Whizzer sounded relieved.
"Aw, come on, Whizzer, drills build character!" Tripod replied.
"You are such a military pup." Whizzer sighed.
"Yep." Tripod smiled proudly.
"Lieutenant's pet." Pepper scoffed.
"You're just jealous." Cadpig said.
Pepper snorted.
"Thanks, Cadpig." Tripod smiled.
"Anytime." Cadpig smiled back.
Later that night, Rover had a visitor. It was Daisy of all dogs. And where she was going to show him something he could see in the city. They had a little talk and Daisy brought Rover up on a hill.
"I know they had big lights in the city, but do they have anything like this?" Daisy smiled as she showed him the prettiest night sky she had ever laid eyes on.
Rover blushed as they looked up to the sky together. The next day, Rover would try to do better. Daisy went home to let Rover get some sleep as he was slowly falling in love with her.
The next day, the sheepdogs were eating their breakfast and where soon Ellie May joined them.
"She's over here a lot." Max noted.
"Is that a problem?" Raffles gave him a warning look.
"No, no." Max quickly shook his head.
"Good..." Raffles nodded.
"Excuse me..." Ellie May came between Lem and Clem and ate the food.
Clem and Lem soon got Ellie May closer to Raffles as they for once both had a good feeling why she continued to come at the Hill Farm.
Nanny woke up the dalmatians and their company for their own breakfast.
"Atlas, have you ever had a puppy?" Atticus asked as he looked out the window to see Tripod, knowing the man had his eye on that puppy in specific.
"No." Atlas shook his head.
"Never?" Atticus asked.
"I've always wanted one..." Atlas replied. "I think I found the one I'd like though."
"So then, why didn't you ever have a dog before?" Atticus asked.
Atlas answered the question by showing his muscles and lifting up his bed with one hand.
"You were worried you'd be so strong, it'd hurt them?" Atticus guessed.
"Yes." Atlas sighed as he set the bed back down.
"Well, I think you're in good hands with Tripod," Atticus said. "Patch told me that the last time he was here to visit, he gave him a strength boost."
"I can tell," Atlas laughed. "And I think I'm gonna adopt that girlfriend of Tripod's."
"Oh, you mean Cadpig?" Atticus asked.
"Yeah," Atlas chuckled. "They look so adorable together, I'd hate to split them up."
"Well that's very kind of you." Atticus smiled.
Atlas smiled bashfully in return.
"Morning, fellas!" Rover came out as he had a big smile on his face, meeting Raffles, Ellie May, and the others. "What a beautiful day! Wide awake and raring to go!"
"Who are you and what have you done with Rover?" Ellie May asked.
"Can you take Rover with you to the pasture, Dad?" Danny asked as he came with the farmer. "He can help you with the cattle!"
"Sorry, son, but that dog is worthless!" Farmer Hill replied.
"That's rather mean." Ellie May said.
"He's been nothing but trouble since the day you found him." Farmer Hill continued.
"Hey, you didn't find me, you ran me over!" Rover glared.
"He's not a bad dog, Dad," Danny frowned. "He's just not used to the climate, that's all."
"Yeah." Ellie May nodded.
"Like I said, you can keep him if you want him, but keep him away from me." Farmer Hill nodded firmly and drove away.
Ellie May felt sorry for Rover as only a friend could.
"Sorry, Rover," Danny said as he pet the hound dog. "Please stay here and out of trouble."
"Trouble... Stay out of trouble..." Rover pouted. "Trouble's my middle name, all I do is get in trouble..." he then walked away sadly.
Maisy frowned as she felt sorry for Rover and decided to follow him and make sure he stayed out of trouble. Rover mumbled to himself as Mrs. Hill was hanging up clothes to dry in the windy atmosphere. He then plopped down on top of the basket.
"Rover, that's clean laundry!" Mrs. Hill called to the hound dog. "Get out of there, you don't belong here!"
"Sure, I dont' belong here," Rover sounded like he was going to cry. "I don't belong anywhere."
"Rover..." Maisy frowned.
Rover felt even more miserable when he nearly made Danny slip and fall as he carried a weaving loom with buckets of cow's milk inside.
"Rover, look out!" Maisy called out.
"Hey, Rover, look at where you're going, you're in the way!" Danny glared slightly and walked with the milk buckets.
"So I'm in the way, I'm always in the way," Rover moaned. "I can't do nuthin' right. Nobody likes me! I'm not a sheepdog! I don't even wanna fetch!"
Maisy began to fell more and more sorry for Rover.
Rover was coming across the barn corner and saw a different cat who had just cornered a puny mouse. "Hey, tough guy!" he glared to the cat. "Hey, why don't you pick on someone your own size?"
The cat mewed and hissed at him. Maisy soon started to hiss at the cat. The mouse then escaped and went through a hole in the barn.
"Hey, take the mouse, he was askin' for it!" Rover replied nervously. "Yeah, he went that way, get him there!"
"Wait... Sergeant Tibbs, is that you?" Maisy asked the other cat.
"Maisy?" Sergeant Tibbs asked.
"What do you think you're doing?" Maisy asked him.
"Oh, I'm very sorry, Maisy, I almost didn't recognize you, you see, the Colonel made me skip breakfast, I'm a bit cranky..." Sergeant Tibbs replied apologetically.
"Why not eat one of the corn cobs?" Maisy asked.
"I want something with meat." Sergeant Tibbs replied.
"Why not cat food?" Maisy asked.
"Oh, you just don't understand..." Sergeant Tibbs said and then took his leave.
"Man, he's a drama queen when he's hungry." Maisy mumbled.
"Some dog," Rover pouted as he walked away. "Can't even scare a cat!"
"Rover, it's okay." Maisy said.
"I'm nothing but trouble, I gotta get outta here!" Rover ran off to the road. "I gotta get outta here!"
A car then pulled up and nearly ran Rover over. Rover then shakily walked out of the way.
"Hey, look where you're going, you dumb mutt!" the driver glared.
"Leave him alone, you big jerk!" Maisy hissed at the driver.
The driver then drove off in a huff.
"Guess that's what I am," Rover sulked. "A dumb mutt. That's it, I don't fit in anywhere! I'm a dumb mutt!"
"No wait, Rover!" Maisy called out, trying to stop him.
"Get away from me, Maisy, I'll only cost ya trouble!" Rover told the cat and rushed off.
"Rover, please stop!" Maisy told him before rushing off to find Daisy.
Daisy was taking a break after scaring the crows.
"Daisy, you gotta help me!" Maisy rushed to the female dog.
"What's wrong?" Daisy asked.
"It's Rover, I think he's trying to run away, he feels worthless and he can't do anything right," Maisy frowned. "Could you go talk with him? He won't listen to me."
"I'll try, but where is he?" Daisy replied.
"He ran off into the forest that's across the street." Maisy said.
Daisy nodded and rushed off that way.
"Bring him home, Daisy..." Maisy whispered hopefully.
And where Daisy would. Maisy then came back to Dearly farm.