04x04 -The Puppy Whisperer/ Doggy Book of World Records

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The Puppy Whisperer.

Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

-Yip, yip, yip.
-Yip, I know you’re excited.

-Yip, yip!
-Yip!

Yes, you’re finally old enough
to ride the Woofy Wheel.

Oh, I can’t wait
to take you there.

As soon as I finish
tuning up my scooter.

Have a seat, okay?

-Yip!
-Ah!

Looks like you need some help.

Yes, thank you, Gilber.

Hope you find someone.

I’m getting ready
for Barkeology Club.

Yip, yip, yip, yip!
Yip yip!

I hear a puppy.

Oh, what a cute little puppy.

Hi, Beans.

That’s my baby brother Yip.

He’s very cute.

I just wish
he’d let me focus.

Well, if you need a
puppy sitter, I can do it.

Wait, you puppy sit?

All the time.
Puppies love me.

Oh yes, they do,
oh yes, they do.

-Oh, yes they do!
-It’s true.

Beans always watches our
club leader’s puppies.

Uh-huh. And I puppy sit
Sam Whippet’s

nieces and nephews, too.

Wow.
I had no idea.

Yip, do you want to
go play with Beans?

And then I’ll pick you up and
we’ll go to the Amusement Bark?

Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

Great.
Thanks, Beans.

I’d love for you to watch Yip.

Puppy Sitter Beans
at your service.

Want to get some paw-per-oni
pizza at the diner?

Yip, yip, yip.

Well, that was easy.

The tough part
will be getting Yip back.

Puppies love Beans.

Pfft.
I’m Yip’s big sister.

He’ll come running back to me.

Gilber, are
you digging a hole?

Yeah, only way to get
to Barkeology Club. See ya.

Yip, my scooter is all tuned up

and ready to go to
the Amusement Bark.

Beans, what are you doing?

Beans? Who’s Beans?

I’m a cat.
Oink, oink.

Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

Ha!
Funny joke, Yip.

I’ve never heard
that one before.

You can understand
what Yip’s saying?

Of course.

Every puppy-sitter needs
to know how to speak puppy

and a little cat.

Well, I really appreciate
you watching Yip, Beans.

I’ll take it from here.

’Cause we’re going to the
Amusement Bark!

Come on, Yip.
Let’s go.

-Yip, yip.
-What’s wrong, Yip?

Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

Oh, he’s asking if we can go
to the playground first.

I told him I’d go on
the swings with him.

Oh, sure.

We can all go to
the playground first, I guess.

-Meet you there.
-Yip, yip, yip, yip!

Gilber was right.

Why is Yip attached
to Beans so quickly?

I’m his big sister!

That’s it.

I should ask my big sister
for advice.

I’m gonna go find
Cheddar Biscuit.

Thanks for listening, Wagnes.

Cheddar Biscuit,
I need your help.

I was supposed to have
a special day with Yip,

but I can’t get him
away from Beans.

What does Beans have
that I don’t?

Well, Beans is super fun.

I can be super fun!

But... could I borrow some
clown props to help?

Go ahead.

I’d help, but
I’m kind of in a cannon.

Thanks, Cheddar Biscuit.

You’re welcome!

Swing! Swing!

Isn’t swinging so fun, Yip?

Yip, yip.

Hey, do you hear that, Yip?

Hello! Who’s ready
for the Funmobile?

I’ve got fun confetti.

Fun bubbles.

Yip, yip, yip, yip!

And time for
a super fun dance party.

Woo woo!

Isn’t this fun, Yip?

This is fun. I’m fun.

So much fun!

Yip yip.

Great idea, Tag.
I love music.

Ooh, I can play
the sand bucket.

Look, Yip,
I’m Beansy McBuckethead,

and I make fun bucket music.

Your turn, Yip.

We’re the McBucket Buddies.

That is more fun.

That was a bust.

Who should I talk to now?

Gilber’s at Barkeology Club.

Cheddar’s clowning.

The sky!

Great idea, Greenbird.

I should talk to my other
big brother, Spike, in space.

Come in, Spike.
Are you there?

Hey, hey, Tag. I’m kind of busy
flying through some space rocks.

It’s an emergency.

Beans put a bucket on his head

and called himself
Beansy McBuckethead,

and now Yip doesn’t
want to play with me.

That’s definitely
more of an emergency

than space rocks.

I tried to be fun like Beans,
but it didn’t work.

What do I do now?

Beans isn’t just fun.
He’s goofy.

You gotta go goofy.

How do I do that?

Just be as silly and
ridiculous as you can be.

Thanks, Spike.

You can go back to flying
through those space rocks now.

See ya.

You can do it, Tag!

Hi, I’m Mr. Beansy McBuckethead,
the second.

Or was it the third?

Yip, yip, yip.

Hi, there, Yip.

My name is Taggy McGoofsaround.

I’m a goofy unicorn.

Don’t I look goofy, Yip?

Here, you try.

Yip, yip, yip, yip, yip.

Now, come on. Let’s march around
like super goofy unicorns.

-Goofy unicorns, goofy unicorns.
-Yip yip, yip yip yip.

Now, what do you say we
goofy march our way

over to the Amusement Bark
and ride the Woofy Wheel?

Ooh, great idea.

But if you want to
get there faster,

you gotta gallop on all fours.

Like this.

Come on, Yip.
Hop on my back.

Yip, yip, yip.
Yip.

Time for some goofy galloping.

Clip-dee-clop-dee,
clip-dee-clop-dee,

clip-dee-clop.

We can race unicorn Tag there.

Last one there
is a rotten egg.

Oh... That is more goofy.

Well, I’ve run out of siblings

and don’t know who
else to talk to,

so I’m talking to you.

A tree.

I wanted to spend a special day
with Yip at the Amusement Bark,

but now he’s going
there with Beans.

Thoughts?

Oh, I see what you’re saying.

I should drop in on Frank.

He’s Beans’ best friend.

Maybe he’ll be willing to help.

Uh, no.
I won’t help.

Please, you’re the last idea I
have to get Beans away from Yip.

They’re playing together
like best friends.

Best friends?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
back it up there.

Beans is my best friend.

Yeah, well, I haven’t been
able to get them apart all day.

Leave that to old Frankie Boy.

That’s my nickname for myself.

Sounds good, old Frankie Boy.

For myself.

Hey, Beans.

It’s your old buddy, Frank.

You want to go honk horns
by the library?

Oh, h* h* h*.

I do love making noise
in quiet zones, but not now.

Sorry, Frank.

Attaboy, let’s go.

Wait a second.
Did you say no?

Okay. Well, uh, what if
we chase the mail dog,

then go slurp noodles
loudly at the diner?

Oh, not today, Frank.
I’m busy with Yip.

But have fun.

Oh, no.
I’ve lost my best friend.

How do we fix this?

I don’t know.

Let me think about this
over some nachos.

This is hard because it’s
Beans’ favourite food,

and the only thing I have left
to feel close to him.

You just gave me a great idea!

Introducing nachos on wheels!

Once Beans sees it,

he won’t be able to
resist chasing after them.

Got my nacho vendor
costume ready.

Be honest.

Does this moustache make old
Frankie Boy look too handsome?

Mmm... You’re good.

Start driving.

Nachos! Get your
fresh nachos here!

Fresh nachos?

Got him.

Oh, I need those nachos.

But what about Yip?

-But nachos!
-Yip, yip, yip!

But Yip... but nachos!

Go ahead, Beans.

I’ll take Yip on the
Woofy Wheel

while you take
a nacho break.

Really?
Are you sure?

-Yeah, it’s no...
-Great. Thanks, Tag.

Nachos!

My pleasure.

Are you excited to finally ride
the Woofy Wheel together, Yip?

Yip! Yip!

Just me and you having some nice
big sister little brother time.

You miss Beans, don’t you?

Yip!

Frank, stop the truck!

What are you doing?
The plan was working so well!

Frank, did you see where
that handsome nacho driver

with the moustache went?

I’m sorry.

I was so excited to take Yip
on the Woofy Wheel today.

So, I just wanted him to myself.

But the only thing that matters
is that Yip is happy,

not who makes him happy.

And you’ve made him
so happy today, Beans.

So, you should take
him on the ride.

Have fun, you two.

Yip!

Tag, wait!

Yip said he wants you to come
on the Woofy Wheel with us.

-Yip!
-Really?

-Really!
-Yip yip yip!

I would love to!

But do we have room
for one more?

-Yay!
-Yip, yip, yip!

Great job, Tag!

Doggy Book of World Records.

Scooch, wake up!

Ah! Tag?

I just found an amazing
book at the library.

It’s the "Doggy Book of
World Records."

Every dog in this book is the
best in the world at something.

These dogs hold the record
for the world’s deepest hole.

World’s longest tail chase,

world’s fastest
mail-carrier chase.

Scooch, how amazing would it
be to break a record

and be the best in
the world at something?

And we’d be in a book.

I’ve always wanted
to be in a book,

but it seems really hard
to break a world record.

Frank and Beans?

Wait a minute.

If they’re in the
"Doggy Book of World Records,"

I bet we can be too!

I wonder how they did it.

We gotta go ask them!

That’s right.

Beans and I hold the record
for world’s longest howl.

Yeah, I accidentally dropped
a frying pan on our feet

and it hurt so much
we howled for two hours.

Doesn’t matter how, Beans.

What matters is
we hold the world record,

and that makes us special.

And after we won, they gave
us these super cool medals.

So wait, you’re in
a real-live book,

in a real-live library,
and you get a medal too?

Take a breath, kid.
All true.

That settles it, Scooch.

We definitely have
to set a world record.

Uh, what’s that now?

You two want to
get into the book?

Yes!
Do you know how we can try?

Ah, sorry.

I wish we knew,
but we just don’t.

Oh, I do.

You just call the
world records judge,

Judge Jowls, and she’ll
come to Pawston right away.

Here’s her phone number.

Thanks.
We’ll go call her now.

Why did you tell them that?

Huh? Well, don’t
we want to help them?

No, we don’t.

Being the only dogs in Pawston
in the world record book

is what makes us special.

So we’re gonna make sure
it stays that way.

By dropping more frying
pans on our feet?

I’ll get the pans.

What? No.

By stopping them from
breaking a record.

Greetings, I’m Judge Jowls.
You must be Tag and Scooch.

Yup.
Thanks for coming, Judge.

Your book is one of the best.

Well, with a little luck
and a huge amount of skill,

you might just get into
the record book, too.

So, which record are you
going to try to beat?

Hmm...

We gotta get closer
so we can hear

what record they’re going for.

We want to break the record
for world’s farthest fetch.

Oh, no.
That record’s impossible.

You’d have to fetch a ball
from across the entire city.

Two amazing athletes,
Champ Champion and Ralph

set that record, and
no dogs have ever beaten it.

Whoa, Tag. Let’s try
something non-impossible.

Like, uh...

Highest fence jumped?

Sure.
That’ll be a piece of cake.

Heh. More like a
piece of failure cake.

Oh, delicious.

If you can jump over this,

you will beat the world record
for highest fence jumped.

Hand me that trampoline, Beans.

This will stop them
from jumping the fence.

They’ll bounce right off it.

We sound so smart
when we whisper.

Scooch, we can do this.

Just hold on to my paw.

Are you ready?

I think so.

Then let’s jump, dog, jump!

We’re gonna make it!

What just happened?

I don’t know, but fences
aren’t supposed to be bouncy.

Record not broken.

Sorry, Tag and Scooch.

You can always try to beat
this record again next year.

Or we can try to beat a
different record right now.

Well, I have to get home to eat
my dinner at 4:37 exactly.

But I still have time.
You may try.

How about the fastest bones
buried?

You must bury as
many bones as you can

before the timer runs out.

The record is 14.

Woo-hoo!

Ten bones buried so far.

Now it’s 11.

Quick, we gotta dig
these bones back up

so they don’t beat the record.

And don’t let them see you.

Time’s up!

We buried 15 bones
in one minute.

Did we beat the record?



Congratulations.

That is the new world...

Oh, never mind.

What happened?

I’m sorry, but you have
to bury the bones

all the way under the dirt.

Record not broken.

But I thought we did bury them.

Me, too.
Something strange is going on.

Wait, Judge!
Can we try one more?

Make it quick.
Dinner is in 18 minutes.

You got it.

Scooch, should we try
world’s farthest fetch?

That record’s
impossible, remember?

But I have another idea.

To beat the record

for longest squeaky
toy balancing,

you must cross this finish line

with those toys
still on your noses.

Nothing can stop us now, Scooch.

Our feet are cruising,
but these toys aren’t moving.

Hot dogs.
Get your hot dogs here.

We are just regular hot dog
cooks and nobody else.

With extra ketchup and mustard.

That should do it, buddy.

Whoa!

Record not broken.

Now, I must get home for dinner.
Goodbye.

Oh, no, she’s gone.
It’s all over.

Wait, where did this ketchup
and mustard come from?

From those hot dog cooks.

Uh-oh.

Frank and Beans!

You messed us up.
That’s not fair.

And you’d be really mad

if you knew we’d been
messing you up all day.

Now they do, Beans.

So that’s why we didn’t
beat those records!

Yep, ’cause we’re the only
World Record holders in Pawston.

And that’s how it’s gonna stay.

Two hour howl forever!

Awoo!

I actually thought we might get
to be in a real-live book,

but I guess it’s impossible.

Wait.
Impossible!

That’s it, Scooch!

Judge Jowls!

I think you’ll want
to stay for this.

We’re going to beat
the world’s farthest fetch!

What? But that record’s simply
impossible to beat.

Amazing athletes Champ Champion
and Ralph trained for months.

Well, we have an amazing plan.

You sound quite confident.

In that case, dinner
will have to wait.

Meet me at the park.

How are we gonna beat
the world’s farthest fetch?

With my building skills
and your sniffing skills.

But won’t Frank and Beans
just mess us up again

when they find out?

They won’t find out.

It’s time to get sneaky.

Phew.

Great idea to celebrate
with ice cream cones

and our medals, Frank.

Here’s to being special forever.

Cheers!

Wait a minute.

That’s Tag’s Scooter.

That’s Tag and Scooch, Beans.

And they must be trying
for another record.

We got to stop them.

Ooh... I can lick and run.

To beat the
world’s farthest fetch,

you must throw your ball
across the entire city

and then fetch it.

We’re ready.
Scooch, take a whiff.

Whiffed and sniffed.

Fetch, dogs, fetch!

Uh-oh.

Time for a water balloon
party, Beans.

Yay! Party!

Oh, no, Tag.
They’re onto us.

I got this, Scooch.

You just keep tracking
our fetch ball.

Keep going.
It’s straight ahead.

Release more fetch ba*ls
to confuse them.

Whee!

Wait, is that ball ours?

Or that?

None of those are ours, Tag.

Our green ball
is still straight ahead.

We got to throw Scooch’s
nose off the scent.

Time for our
stinkiest plan, Beans.

Yeah, stinky cheese and
stinky socks coming up.

Delicious.

Uh-oh.

That stuff is so stinky I can’t
smell our fetch ball anymore.

Let’s get you some fresh air.

Our ball is...

That way, at the riverfront.

We’ve got to fetch it
before it sinks in the river.

My scooter won’t make it,
but we can.

Get ready, Scooch.

Whoa!

Ah, congratulations.

That was the world’s
farthest fetch.

Record broken.

-We did it.
-Yay!

Doggy dreams do come true.

We’re gonna be
in a real-live book.

No!

They set a record after
everything we did to stop them?

Oh, and we did so much stuff.

Wait a minute!

You cannot interfere with
world’s record attempts.

That’s against the rules.

Sorry, Judge Jowls.

We, uh, we got
a little carried away.

Oh, are you gonna
take our medals?

I should take them.

But I won’t.

If...

you promise never
to do that again

and go clean up your mess.

Yes, Judge Jowls.

We promise.

Now...

say, "world record holders."

World record holders!

♪ Bow wow wow ♪