Pup Star

He's here!

Rover, over here. Rover, come talk to us for just a moment.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen.

It's Rover. It's really him!

I'm Sadie McSpots, reporting live with ETV from the red carpet with Rover,

the host of the number one hit show, Pup Star.

Tell us, do you think anyone can actually beat Bark this year?

Bark's gonna be hard to beat,

but we're looking for a new champion all across America right now.

Be sure to tune in. Yippee bow wow!

Welcome, everyone, to the world's most popular talent show.

Tonight, we're in Chicago,

where we are starting our cross-country search

for the next pup star.

I'm your host, Rover, and this is Pup Star!

I can't believe I'm auditioning.

I know. It's so exciting!

Now, let's go over this season's rules.

At each one of our live shows,

we'll be giving away a golden bone to one lucky singer-songwriter,

guaranteeing them a spot in the grand finale in New York,

where the winner will receive a national recording contract.

The contestants must only sing original songs.

So, without further ado, let's meet our esteemed judges.

Here she is. International pop sensation, Lady Paw Paw!

Raise the woof woof, puppy litter!

The most successful reggae artist in doggie history,

Dog Gnarley, everyone!

Irie, man. Blessed to be here.

And now, the country-music star with the ten-gallon hat

and a hundred-gallon personality, it's Blake Sheltie.

How y'all doing? Y'all ready to have an old fashioned honky-tonk?

And of course, the judge that everybody loves to hate, Simon Growl.

- Boo! - Hi, yes. Boo-hoo to you, too.

And as I said to my neighbor's cat,

if you can't stand the heat, get out of my oven.

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Welcome back to Pup Star.

He may need no introduction,

but that doesn't mean we won't give him one.

Let's all give a warm howl to our two-time winner, Bark.

Hey, Tune, it's about to start. Hurry up.

Don't get your chakras in a knot, my smelly, mangy friend.

I think I got it.

Hallelujah.

Oh, I just love Pup Star!

Pretty good, right?

Oh, here we go again.

Pretty good, yeah.

Maybe a little bit pitchy, like a seagull who's being strangled by an octopus.

Thank you, guys. I was born to rock 'n' roll.

I love you, but I love me more.

Turn that garbage off.

Oh, come on, Charlie.

It's my dream to be on Pup Star, and I'm just, like, killing it, you know?

Like a great singer, like Madogga or K-9-ye.

It's my dream that Tune stop singing

and a platter of juicy ribs falls from the sky.

As much as it pains me to say this,

you are... better than ever.

Ah. You're welcome.

Bark, you're prolific, handsome, magic, macho.

I know you love me.

Bark will be competing again this year,

and will have to defeat a talented pool of new contestants

in the hopes of becoming the first three-time Pup Star champion.

Not if I get to you first.

Let's give a big "yippee bow wow"

to our next contestant, opera singer, Puparotti.

I'm so gonna win again and not even break a pant.

Bark, what do you think about me trying out, while we're here?

Pugly, are you kidding? You have no talent.

As your friend, trust me when I say, no.

I'm just protecting you from painful rejection.

Thanks, Bark. You're a great friend.

And I couldn't find a better assistant.

Now, fetch me some water to lap.

Hey, Charlie, look out, look out. Roland's back.

Cut the racket, would you?

That was too close.

- That was truly dreadful. Arrivederci. - How'd this thing get on anyways? Huh?

You're gonna regret this.

What's that, Charlie? Did you say something?

Doggy want a biscuit?

All right, you. Time to go.

I got a buyer for you.

Aye, my ship's come in.

Good luck to you, lads.

I'm watching you.

- I'm so nervous. - You're gonna be great.

Just look for me in the audience and pretend I'm the only one here, okay?

- You're up, Tiny. - Oh, I almost forgot.

But... But these are the special barrettes that your mom gave you.

I know. But now I have one and you have one.

It's for good luck.

Lou, you really think I can do this?

Of course I do, Tiny.

I believe in you just like you believe in me.

Please welcome our final and smallest contestant.

She's as cute as a button and appropriately named, Tiny.

Tiny!

Tiny!

Yeah, Tiny!

- Tiny. - Yay, Tiny! Yeah!

Oh, dear.

I'm sorry. I'm a... I'm a little nervous.

Don't be afraid, Tiny. Everything is gonna be all right, man.

Tell us a tiny bit about yourself, darling. Don't be shy.

I, um... I live in Chicago with my girl, Lou, and... And our dad.

Oh, and our Nanny Ida, too.

Ah! What a disaster. We almost missed the whole show.

Tiny!

Tiny!

Yeah!

Darling, you are a diamond in the rough.

You have raw talent,

but y'all gonna have to step up your game and sing with emotion beyond your years.

I wanna see you command the stage like Lady Paw Paw.

It's a toss-up, but me have a feeling you're going to surprise us.

So, yeah, man.

I think you have the it factor.

You are cute, I will give you that.

But, heh, you're just not polished enough to win Pup Star. Sorry.

Aw!

I understand. Thank you for having me.

I... I guess there's always next year.

Aw.

Hold up.

Huh?

Tiny, you're my wild-card pick.

Do you have any idea what just happened, darling?

No.

You got a golden bone,

and a spot in the final show in New York City.

Oh, my gosh. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Bark better watch out,

'cause this little pup could steal the show.

- Yes. - Wow.

Congratulations, Tiny.

Tiny receives our first golden bone of the season,

and will join Bark in the finale.

AND THAT'S A WRAP ON PUP STAR: Chicago.

This is Rover asking, who will be the next pup star?

Yippee bow wow!

Hey, beautiful.

Daddy, Tiny got a golden bone.

We're going to the Big Apple for the finale.

New York City? Honey, that's a bit far from the Midwest.