Chase Me, Chase Me, Chase Me! Pet Squad

# Three happy pets

# One crazy goose

# It all went bad when the goose got loose

# Crazy times, and that's the truth

# Boo-boo-be-do-do Doo-be-de-doo

# Prof's machine held a big surprise

# For all the pets got trapped inside

# All of them got superised

# Boo-boo-be-do-do Boo-be-de-doo

# Oh, what's P Town going to do?

# Some other pets got souped up too

# Watch out, she's coming through. #

I'll get you, Pet Squad!

# P-P-Pet Squad. #

Oops! Eek.

This is Sarah Pudding reporting live from the P Town Museum Gala.

Everyone who is anyone is here.

Including me!

That's right. Former master thief the fabulous Jonathan will...

Ooh! Fashion newsflash!

What everyone is wearing this season, ankle bracelets!

And the ultimate accessory, your own police guard.

Oh, where is the love, people?

Tonight's event is of course in honour of Bennett the Bull.

Now P Town's most famous artist,

his life of crime ended when he was apprehended by Pet Squad.

Ruff!

Sigh.

Ooh, dirty.

And as an apology for his past crimes,

Bennett the Bull is presenting P Town with a new self-portrait.

This is so fabulous!

But strangely, the guests of honour, Pet Squad, are not here yet.

Wow. We forgot!

Action stations!

Oh, dear, my poor pets. Bingo, Sheeba, Dodge,

you spend far too much time sitting in front of the TV.

Ruff, ruff.

In fact, that gives me an idea.

-Aww.

-Come on!

SQUEAKING

Superisation is go, go, go.

Huh! Ha-ha.

Hey-ah! Miaow.

Burp!

The big gala, I promised the chief we'd be there.

How come it's always up to me to remember?

Bingo, pull my finger.

TRUMP

Oh... Pepe!

Ladies and gentlemen, Bennett the Bull.

Woe, woe, fashion police!

Mayor Matthews, step away from that top!

It does not go with those shoes!

Thank you, you are too, too kind.

As an apology to the fine people of P Town I present this humble work.

I do hope you like it,

although as a perfectionist I feel something is missing.

GASP!

The picture has disappeared! Jonathan? Uh-oh!

I know I shouldn't but it's too fabulous. Toodles! Ha-ha!

Roar! Raah!

He stole my painting!

Disaster has struck! Bennett is on the rampage.

-This could be bad for P Town.

-Oh, it will be!

If I get the painting that bull will do whatever I want.

-To the Duckcopter!

-Heh, heh.

Argh!

It's a miracle! I can see! I can see!

We're almost there!

-Howdy!

-Hi, guys.

-'Ey-up.

-Huh?

-I'm with Seymour.

Uh-oh, that ain't good.

Come back here!

Is it just me or does he seem upset?

Pepe, follow that bull.

Hold on, partners. We've got ourselves a round-up.

BENNETT GRUNTS

Poo-ee. Bull breath. Fresh mint?

Some people just can't take criticism.

Left turn, Seymour.

Calm down, Bennett. We'll get your painting back. I promise.

You know what, you have serious anger management issues.

Where in my compact, bijou penitentiary cell

am I going to hang this beauty?

-OK, guys, ladder time.

-I hate ladder time!

-Miaow, me too!

Oh, boy. And lean.

-Ah! Nearly! Nearly...

-I...can't...

Crumbs! Nice bully...

Hey!

EVIL LAUGHTER

Whoa!

Aargh.

Oucho!

Oh! Just what we need! Mother Goose!

Give it back!

That's stealing!

No! Now I've got it, Bennett here will do what I want!

Won't you?

Oh! My painting!

I want this town levelled and you are going to do it for me

if you want your painting back.

We'll see about that!

Uh-oh.

-No, no, no, no.

-Happy landing, Goosey!

I'll get you for this, peacock!

Just not today!

EXPLOSION

The painting!

-I'm on it! Bingo, hurl me. Whoa,

-wow, wow, wow.

Got it!

I am the greatest. I am the greatest.

-See, Bennett, I told you we'd get it back.

-Ooh! Thank you, darling.

-My pleasure! Ha-ha!

-Ohhh!

-He's becoming really annoying.

Now where's he gone?

Dancing Donkey in the lead. My Horse Barry inside. Poopy Pants third.

Here comes Peacock on a moped. Extraordinary.

Not technically racing but moving up the outside and looking fabulous.

-Thank you!

-And here comes an angry bull. Can this race get any weirder?

Yep, here's a crazy robot carrying three superhero pets.

Paint me pink and call me Mabel!

Fabulous Peacock then angry bull and crazy robot at the final fence.

Fence? What fence?

That large green fence with the massive bush,

you're heading straight towards it, how can you hear me?

You can make it, Seymour.

Yikes! Guess not.

Woaw! The emergency brake.

Uh-oh, bull time.

Phew. Nearly messed up my feathers there.

Woaw!

-Raaarrrrrgghh!

-Somebody is in a mood, and not a good one.

Oucho!

-How many times have we crashed today?

-Oh, dear.

You three look like you've been dragged through a hedge!

-Well, you look like you can run over by a horse.

-No, I don't!

-Oh, yes, you do!

-But I don't want to go to school, Mummy.

I don't feel so good.

He'll be fine. And we've got the painting back good as... oh, boy!

It's cracked.

-Crumbs.

-Now, Bennett. It's...it's...

-Perfect.

-It is?

The crack perfectly captures the internal conflict

between my artistic temperament and my appalling anger.

Well, I didn't understand any of that, but as long as you're happy.

Thank you, Pet Squad.

This has taught me I'm not yet ready to rejoin society.

-I shall re-enter P Town penitentiary voluntarily.

-Ahh.

Who wants ice cream?

And I shall take this scoundrel with me. Good day to you.

My, Grandma, what big horns you have.

Come on, Bingo, let's go home.

Aah!

-Miaow.

-Ruff.

No more running around. Ever.

SQUEAKING WHEELS

Great news. I've invented the pet-a-ciser.

No more lazy TV watching. You can exercise right here.

Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff.

-Gasp.

-Oh.