Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

smells like hot dogs.

- [squawks] Send him to the pound.

[kids cheering]

- And there's the hot dog.

to eliminate the competition.

- Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa. Whoa Is Finished

{\an3}- We have to help him find his cart.

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And I'm not going home without you.

Crikey! All the animals have gone mad! ! U n h Aaah get it out smack her in the head go Gill go fish in my hair

- Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa- whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa.

He's scratching, purring, and fighting with Lalo!

- Well, eight lives to go.

- Bobby, there's something we have to tell you.

- Uh, that's a man.

[squawks, grunts]

[squawks] Ow, I can't see.

- I've got this. Scram, gatos.

That shoe is a clue in our investigation.

He's definitely hiding something, but what?

If the spell can't be broken,

But we could never hate you.

- That doesn't matter, Bobby. - Yeah.

- Mom, Dad, can you guys help him?

- I call it...Vertigo.

- Hey, hey. Nice moves, Ronnie Anne.

[together] Cats!

Beautiful color. The buns are warm and fluffy.

I call it Vertigo

- Bobby! - Mmm.

Now I can't compete in the contest.

[clears throat] As I was about to say,

all: Bobby, where are you?

- Abuelo took a hot dog!