Go Dog Go

"Tails in the Seats."

Come on, Sam, you can win this race.

Watch the fourth turn, stay with it.

Trust yourself and go, dog, go!

How was that?

That was great.

Just like the last time, the time before that

and the 19 other times before that.

I’m just so excited!

Sam Whippet asked me to help at his big race today

in Chew York City.

If I do a good job, he might choose me

to be his new crew chief. Ah!

You got this, Tag. I believe in you.

I just want to be prepared for any problem

that may come our way.

Tag Barker, a problem has come our way.

Meet me at the track, now.

Pretty please.

Hey Sam, what’s the problem?

Chew York forgot the circus was coming to town,

so the race is moving to Pawston.

-To Pawston? -To Pawston!

Tag, you have to spread the word so I have fans cheering me on.

Like the full crowds I had when I won this race and this race.

Not to worry, Sam. I got this.

Especially since I’m racing against

my number one rival today.

Her name is Mandy McRuff.

I’ve only raced her once,

and it was the only race I’ve ever lost.

And I have no idea why.

Was it because of that empty seat?

Empty seat?

There. Back on the farm,

if I didn’t have all my chickens in their coops before bed,

I couldn’t sleep.

Maybe you need all the seats to be filled to have a good race.

Oh, that must be why I lost.

Now I definitely need those seats filled.

I’ll get a tail in every single seat, Sam,

with a little help from Scooch. Right?

-Scooch? -Over here.

One seat down, a gajillion to go.

Attention, Pawston.

Sam Whippets big race has been moved to Pawston.

Not Chew York City, but Pawston,

as in the place you currently are.

So go, dogs, go to the Speedway.

Frank, Beans, where you headed?

Uh, to the park to make fun of birds?

Yeah, it’s very exciting.

You know what’s more exciting?

The Speedway!

The racing, the fans, the giant foam paws.

Wow, I’ve always wanted my own giant foam paw.

I’m there.

I’ll be back tomorrow, birds, with the insults.

Yeah, and I’ll get to the Speedway

faster than you can say beans.

Beans.

Okay, maybe not that fast, but still pretty fast.

Beans! Beans, beans!

Beans, beans, beans, beans, beans, beans.

Barker to Pooch, Barker to Pooch.

Operation No Seat Without a Behind is a go.

Copy that, Tag. Just finishing up my cotton candy.

Update, finished my cotton candy.

I’m ready to get some tails in those seats.

Well, there’s more coming your way.

Hey, Paw, what’s the long line for?

New doorbell, the Ding-Dong Deluxe.

Dogs are going nuts over it.

Yeah, that never gets old.

Dad, how long will it take to help all these dogs?

I need to get them to the Speedway for Sam’s race today.

Then I’ll get through this line at lightning speed.

Watch this.

Good morning, sir, or should I say, great morning,

because the Ding-Dong Deluxe not only dings, it also rings,

and it also sings.

Uh, Dad, there isn’t much time before the race.

Can I help you go faster?

If you think you can go faster than the old pro,

give it a shot.

Doorbells! Get your doorbells!

Oh, yeah!

Huh, that is faster.

Well, she learnt from the best.

Now that you have your doorbells, guess what?

Sam Whippet’s race is in Pawston.

I did it.

I cleared the entire...

Beans?

I thought you went to the Speedway.

I did, but when I was about to go through the door,

I thought, "that’s a nice door,"

which made me think of doorbells.

See, Frank and I have a doorbell that used to go ding-dong,

but now it just goes ding!

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!

So I came here to get a new... wait, why am I here?

To get a new doorbell. Here.

Now head to the Speedway, please.

Oh, yeah.

Aye-aye, Captain Tag.

Uh, wrong way, Beans.

Land-ho, Captain Tag.

Barker to Pooch.

How many more seats do we need to fill?

A lot. And Sam looks nervous.

He’s pacing and talking about lasagna.

You put the cheese on the noodle,

then you put the sauce on the cheese.

You getting this, Jerry?

Fill these seats quickly, Tag. He’s making me hungry.

I will. I just need to find more dogs.

Bingo!

What’s that?

Oh, I just saw our friend Bingo and lots of other dogs, too.

Attention!

Sam Whippet’s race was moved to Pawston

and he needs your support.

Drop your paw cakes and go, dogs, go!

Stop, dogs, stop.

It’s Clean Your Own Dishes Day,

which means you clean your own dishes.

That syrup gets sticky and I’m not cleaning it.

Oh, no.

It’ll take forever to clean all the sticky syrup.

Unless...

Wagnes, can I help these dogs clean their plates faster?

Great.

I’m gonna need two ladles, two pots, and a sponge, please.

In the back. Knock yourself out.

Thanks to the Lickety Split 1000,

we got these plates sparkling in no time.

Enjoy the race, dogs!

Uh, excuse me. Beans? Again?

I thought you were on your way to the Speedway.

I was! I was excited for the race

because I was gonna get popcorn.

But then I remembered I can’t eat popcorn on an empty stomach,

so I came here to have paw cakes.

And now that your paw cakes are done,

you can follow the dogs to the track.

Please don’t get distracted this time.

You can count on me, Tag, because I love counting.

One, two, twelve, umbrella, cartwheel.

Ooh!

I should cartwheel over to the Speedway.

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Barker to Pooch. More dogs are headed your way.

Hurry! Sam’s gone from talking about lasagna to making lasagna.

Sprinkle some more cheese over the sauce.

Well, tell Sam I have it all under control.

Every seat will be filled soon enough.

Every single one.

All dogs in cars to the Speedway.

All dogs on bikes to the Speedway.

All dogs in cannons to the Speedway.

All dogs in holes to the Speedway.

Beans, get to the Speedway.

Frank has a seat saved just for you.

And don’t get distracted again.

Don’t get distracted! Don’t get distracted!

Wa-ha-ha!

Beans, focus.

Sorry, Tag.

I did it!

I kept my promise to Sam and filled every single...

Oh, no! Frank, where is Beans?

No idea, but check out my foam paw.

Foamy high paw! Get it up there.

Oh, no. The race is about to begin

and there’s still one empty seat.

Guess I don’t have what it takes to be crew chief.

Sam is going to lose to Mandy McRuff again

because of me.

-Tag, look up! -I know.

I should keep my chin up and be positive.

No! Look up!

Tag, the race is about to start

and I still see one empty seat.

Am I going to lose the race?

Not on my watch.

That seat will be filled before the end of the race.

Go, Tag, go!

Hello, McRuff.

Nice to beat you again. I mean, meet you again.

Ready, set, go, dogs, go!

Beans, why are you hang gliding?

Oh, I had a dream about hang gliding

and my mom always told me I should follow my dreams.

Tag, I’m approaching the final lap

and there’s still an empty seat.

I need your help.

Don’t worry, Sam. I’ve got this.

Huh?