Snow Buddies Page #3

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and his human have the same dream.

Dudes just need a team.

Maybe we can help.

Uh, guys, we have to get home

for Christmas dinner.

We don't have time to start a team.

You know, sometimes helping others

is the surest way to help yourself.

The Zen dude is correctamondo.

Like Saint Bernie said, the finish line

is practically at the airport.

All in favor of starting

a dogsled team say "I."

- I.

- I.

- I!

- I!

- I.

- OK, it's decided.

We'll tell Shasta in the morning.

[Twanging]

- Deputy.

- Ow!

[Barking]

We can't find the Buddies anywhere.

We think they're in big trouble.

- Don't know what else to do.

- You've come to the right place.

It's time to bring in

the long arm of the law.

I'm gonna send out an A.P.B.

That's "All pups bulletin"

in law enforcement lingo.

Asking all my police officer friends

to be on the lookout

for five golden puppies.

If they have any information

to contact yours truly.

All right.

Sent that to every law enforcement

agency from Timbuktu to Kalamazoo.

Well, look at this stuff.

- [Man] Incoming mail.

- Whoop.

Don't tell me

unless you're willing to show me.

Supposed to make life simpler.

What could be simpler than

opening an envelope, right?

Dad's got everything there is to know

about sledding in here. Everything.

[Pages rustling]

Look at this.

"In Alaska, there is a legend

of the greatest of all sled dogs,

Talon the Great, who lives

in a cave on the top of Mount Amarok.

It is said that when he passes,

his power is so great

that the northern lights

will shine brighter than ever before."

- Adam, lights out.

- Lights are out.

Flashlights, too.

Nighty-night.

[Whimpering]

[Groaning] Adam,

you left light on in the shed again.

[Sighs]

[Whimpers]

- Huh?

- Dawgs, psst.

We have a B&E in progress!

Dudes, he's heading our way.

Huh...

What the...

Desperate times

call for desperate measures.

Time to channel your inner skunk.

- [Flatulence]

- [Sniffs] Oh! Oh! Oh!

That's nasty! [coughing]

Good morning, Buddies.

Shasta, we took a vote and decided

to help you start a dogsled team.

- Seriously?

- Uh-huh.

- Seriously?

- Uh-huh!

- Seriously?

- Dude, she said "Uh-huh."

Thank you, thank you guys so much.

This is awesome. Yeah!

Just one thing.

If we're going to be a dogsled team,

we will need someone to teach us how.

Dude. What about your mom and dad?

Can they teach us?

My parents?

They're gone.

They're up there now.

Whoa. Sorry, Shasta.

But there might be someone, actually.

Come on, Buddies!

Let's go, dudes.

[Wind howling]

- [B-Dawg] How far is this place anyway?

- [Shasta] I'm not sure.

All I know is that he lives

in a cave at the top of Mount Amarok.

Come on, Buddies. We're almost there.

- [Butterball groans]

- [Rosebud] You can do it!

This must be it.

You guys ready?

Hello? Anyone in there?

[Echoing] Who's there?

We're looking for Talon,

Talon the Great.

- Who are you?

- I'm Shasta, son of Nanook.

Nanook?

He was my greatest student.

- You taught my father?

- Why are you here?

I want to be a great

lead dog like my dad.

To make him proud.

But you're just a pup.

Come back when you become a dog.

My dad always said,

"It's not the size

of the dog in the race,

but the heart of the team that counts."

That was one of the many lessons

I taught your father years ago.

I miss him very much, as you must.

[Sighing] It's my duty

to pass on the tradition

- of the great Alaskan lead dogs.

- You mean you'll help us?

It will be my honor.

Pups, we have much work to do.

There is much to learn.

Listen to the paws in front of you.

Find your cadence together.

Whoa.

[Talon] When you hear one paw at a time,

you'll be synchronized.

Trust your lead dog.

[Budderball] And he takes the lead.

Look at him go!

[Shasta] Gee, gee!

Biggest and strongest dogs

go next to the sled, in the back.

That's Budderball and Mudbud.

- What exactly do you mean by biggest?

- Dude, chillax.

The fastest will go in the middle.

That's B-Dawg and Buddha.

You got that right, S.

I am the handsomest

and the fastest and the bravest.

Rosebud will be the navigator

up front with me.

'Cause girls aren't afraid

to ask for directions.

And remember,

be as one dog, in harmony.

[Shasta] Come on, Buddies,

you can do it.

- We're almost there.

- I'm way behind. Oh!

Whoa, I'm falling. Ah!

[All barking]

[Screaming] I'm falling.

Whoa! Ah!

- [Birds twittering]

- [Moaning] So dizzy.

[Man] That's it...

Hike! Hike!

Oh, you fleabags, hike, hike.

- Watch out.

- [Gasps]

Oh, man, I'm starving.

[Whimpering]

Huh?

Huh...

- [inhales sharply]

- [Slurping] This is so good.

- [Door closes]

- [Snorts]

[Adam] It's Christmas tomorrow,

and I just wanted to ask

one more time for a dogsled team.

I would really appreciate it.

Just five more dogs. Please? Amen.

[Snoring]

Da-da-da-da!

And your last present.

They're the newest ones out there.

I got myself a pair too.

I thought, maybe,

we could practice together.

Thank you.

I'll help you lace them up.

[Whines]

Merry Christmas, guys.

I sure hope our kids are OK.

We'll be home soon. I hope.

- [Barks loudly]

- I don't want to play, Shasta.

Hey!

What is it, boy?

You know Dad won't let us sled.

Besides, we don't even have a team.

[Barks]

[Gasps] Whoa.

Buddha. As in the Zen master?

Rosebud.

Budderball.

Wow, you're a big fella.

Nice bling, "B," as in "Dawg?"

Um... Mudbud.

Wonder why they call you that?

- [Whines]

- [Barks]

My wish.

I've been studying for this.

We'll need some equipment.

We can do this!

- [All barking]

- Come here! Hey.

It's way too big.

- Perfect.

- [Sewing machine whirring]

All right.

Perfect.

And hike! Hike!

Yeah, way to go, guys. Come on.

Good job, Rosebud. Nice, Mudbud.

Yo, B-Dawg, over here.

Come on, Budderball, hike! Hike!

You can do it!

Awesome! Come on, guys, hike!

Whoo!

Come on, guys.

Whoa! Wait, stop!

You want that, girl?

Come on.

[Bell tinkling]

[Laughing] B-Dawg, this one's for you.

Oh, I ain't playin', y'all. It's on!

Hike!

Hike! Hike!

Now we can try out dad's sled, guys.

Come on, guys, hike! Hike!

[Grunts] This sled's too heavy.

This is the sled

Dad was going to build, Shasta.

Thank you.

Perfect.

Thank you, B-Dawg.

Thank you, Budderball.

Thank you, Shasta.

Looking good, pups.

We'll try it tomorrow.

[All yapping]

All right, guys, let's try it out.

Come on, hike! Hike! Whoo!

Yeah!

Whoo-hoo, yeah!

Hike! Hike!

And six puppies become one.

My work here is almost done.

Come on! Whoo!

Hike! Hike!

Incroyable. Did you just see that?

No, no. I was busy watching

a puppy sled team.

You imbecile,

that is what I'm speaking of.

They were actually moving pretty fast.

Whoo-hoo! Yeah! Yes!

Come on, hike! Hike!

Dad...

What if these five

Golden Retriever pups just appeared,

and we were going to start

a dogsled team?

I know where this is heading,

and the answer is no.

Adam, I don't want you

to get your hopes up.

- But I...

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