Santa Paws 2: The Santa Pups Page #5

It's something we call

a Christmas Cold

Ooh

I don't know why

But I know that it's so

Whoa!

What should I do

when Carter's unfriendly?

Tell him you love him.

What should I say

till his faith takes hold?

Kiss his head.

Sometimes he gets

kinda sad and lonely

I know, dear.

That's why we call it

a Christmas Cold

Christmas Colds

Oh, how we dread them

Christmas Colds

turn smiles into frowns

And get us all grumpy

Make us feel yucky

But we won't let a Christmas Cold

bring us down

- Surprise!

- Oh!

Now you're getting it, Sarah.

Christmas is magic

with glorious music

Heartwarming stories, beautifully told

But sometimes we feel

kind of sad and lonely

That's when you've caught it!

A Christmas Cold!

Christmas Colds

Oh, how we dread them

Christmas Colds

There's no joy in town

But we won't let it get us down

No, we won't let it get us down

No, we won't let a Christmas Cold

Get us down

Good night, sweet Sarah.

Will you walk me to school

in the morning?

Of course I will.

You're not really a nanny, are you?

No, dear, I'm not.

How did you do all of this?

Well, it was quite simple, really.

I wish we had decorated the tree.

Well, close your eyes

and make a Christmas wish.

I wish the tree was decorated.

WOW!

Just a dash of hope

and a teaspoon full of faith,

and it all comes together.

Morning, Dad.

Morning, Sarah.

How was your yuletide rest,

Mr. Reynolds?

It was all right, I guess.

Look, Daddy,

we decorated the Christmas tree.

Mmm, that's...

That's nice, Sarah.

Come on, wanna look closer?

I'm sorry, sweetie,

Daddy's been really busy at work

dealing with the radio station

and all the work at the law firm.

I just... Frankly, all this Christmas stuff

has really worn me down.

Sweetie, why don't you go grab

your things and I'll walk you to school?

- Okay?

- Okay,

But what about Sarah?

She loves Christmas.

Yes, I know.

But she's seven.

And between you and me,

don't you think she's a little old

for all this Santa stuff?

You're never too old

to believe in Christmas.

Uh...

Hello?

Hello, Mayor Denny.

What are you doing?

I'm foreclosing the building.

Your father hasn't

paid the lease in three months.

What about the fundraiser

they have planned?

I'm sure they'll make enough to pay.

Unlikely,

given the fact that there's not even

gonna be a Christmas show.

What do you mean?

I spoke to your father this morning.

It seems he's giving up

on the radio station, too.

But Mom loved the radio station.

It's been a long time coming.

I've just been too nice.

Come along, dear.

Merry Christmas!

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas!

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas!

Isn't it beautiful?

It is a fine likeness of Mr. Claus.

- My word!

- Oh, dear!

Owen! Are you okay?

Why didn't you shovel

your part of the sidewalk?

Well, why don't you watch

where you're walking next time

and maybe you might not fall?

I am going to sue you

for all you're worth!

- Here.

- I can get up by myself.

Merry...

Come on, sweetheart.

Oh, my!

It looks like everyone in town

has caught a Christmas Cold overnight.

How come I didn't catch it?

Well, I would have

to think it's because

the Christmas Spirit

is so strong in you.

The strongest I've ever seen.

It must make you immune

to whatever's happening here.

Will you pick me up after school?

Of course, dear.

Oh!

You missed it by a mile.

You can't catch me!

I better find out what's gone wrong.

So, another family

dropped off their dogs.

Seems no one

wants their pets anymore.

Too much of a hassle.

Can't say I blame them.

Come here.

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

Come here, come here.

I'm really sorry, guys.

Things are going from bad to terrible.

I don't know what's gotten into him.

He's lost his Christmas Spirit.

Baxter, you've really got to

get us out of here.

We need to get our crystal back.

Oh, man!

We need to fix this. Now.

I don't know, Pups.

I'd get in big trouble.

What's worse? Getting in big trouble,

or no more Christmas?

Good point.

We'll just have to wait

for the right opportunity.

I'll try my best.

Hang tight.

Someone's here.

Hey, who's this guy?

What on earth?

Sorry, sir.

We thought this barn was empty.

Where did all you

reindeer come from?

We're from the North Pole.

Allow us to introduce ourselves, please.

I'm Comet. This is Dancer,

Dasher, my boy, Prancer back there,

Vixen, keep an eye

on that fella.

Okay, okay. Quiet down.

Hey, guys.

He can't understand us.

He must not have

any Christmas Spirit.

But I thought Pineville had the most

Christmas Spirit of all towns.

Hey, it's Christmastime.

I bet I could sell these reindeer

for a pretty penny.

You can't sell us.

We belong to Santa.

Oh, you're definitely

going on the naughty list!

What could cause all that

Christmas Spirit to just disappear?

Well, sir, you don't know the half of it.

We've all seen

the effects of the Christmas Cold.

This is more like a Christmas Flu.

The Christmas Spirit

multiplier effect is working in reverse.

Lack of Christmas Spirit is spreading out

of Pineville and across the country.

If we don't do something and fix it,

it'll spread at an exponential rate.

We'll have a Christmas Pandemic

the likes of which we've never seen.

Christmas Spirit

could disappear forever.

Eddy, Eli,

get to Pineville as fast as you can.

Find Mrs. Claus and find those pups.

We've got to get to the bottom of this.

We're on it, sir.

We'll take care of it.

Come on, Eddy!

My loves, my loves.

Mrs. Claus!

Are we ever happy to see you.

You are not going to believe

what has happened.

- No, Mrs. Claus...

- At first I thought the whole town...

- If I could just...

-...had a Christmas Cold.

- Yeah, no.

- But no.

It was some kind of terrible flu.

We're going to need Santa's help.

It gets worse, Mrs. Claus.

That's what I was trying to say.

The owner of this barn

said he was going to...

They're right in here, Sheriff.

Uh-oh.

Well, who's this now?

A trespasser.

Oh!

Hello, dear sirs.

I'm Mrs. Cane.

I was just letting my reindeer

rest in your barn.

Be careful, Mrs. Claus.

These guys are bad news.

They've lost their Christmas Spirit.

That's actually

illegal boarding of animals

without knowledge or consent

of the property owner.

Yes, I see.

I suppose it is, but...

Lady, we better

talk about this down at the station.

You're arresting me?

Will you come with me

please, ma'am?

You can't arrest Mrs. Claus!

Hey, boss,

the E.L.F. compressor is ready.

Excellent!

The question is,

what kind of vehicle

wouldn't draw any attention

in Pineville in the middle of winter?

Ooh, ooh,

I know, I know!

Ice cream is cold and so is winter.

It's like instant camouflage.

Pretty snazzy, Eddy.

- We'll get the doors, boss.

- Good.

Good luck, guys!

Have fun!

Come on, pass it!

Don't push me.

Yeah? Don't push me!

All right, that's it, that's it.

You kids are too much trouble.

Get off my property!

I never want to see you

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