Bedtime with Mrs. Honeybee.

Together we stay behind and take a look around the shelter. We just need to find all these

dogs homes.

Melody B, do you think we can convince Mr Honeybee that we need to adopt all these dogs?

Mr Honeybee will be way easier to convince than Harold.

Just look at him snarling at you for even suggesting he not be the only dog anymore.

Oh. the only pup anymore. Oh, I didn't mean it, Harold.

You're the only pup for us.

But where can we put all your friends?

Just then, we hear a big truck beeping like it's backing up.

At once, we run out to the parking lot to see Mr Honeybee backing in a big truck

one that's big enough to hold all the extra dogs.

Look, it's a pick pup truck, get it?

Not a pick-up truck. We got it my dear. What are we going to do after the pick-pup truck picks up the pups. I'm not sure. I was hoping you three would have come up with an idea by now.

Oh, I have an idea. What if we follow the ice cream truck around and when people come out for their ice cream, we ask them if they would like to give a loving home to a wonderful pup.

And who knows?

They might get a new home and an ice cream cone.

It's worth a shot.

Who doesn't want a loving home? dark, and an ice cream cone.

One by one, we fill the pickup truck with all the

houseless dogs and begin driving around in search of the ice cream truck.

We cannot find it anymore, but we drive by something that gives Melody be another idea.

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