Like, it was a dark and stormy night.
And the gang and I were at the Knittingham Puppy Farm.
It was the night before the big Doo reunion
and we couldn't find my pet, a pup named..
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Right here, Raggy. He he he he.
I'm glad that Scooby could come to tomorrow's birthday party.
It's not often that the two pups get together.
- That's right. - Yeah.
We love our puppies, Scooby, Skippy, Ruby, and Howdy.
Wow! According to the National Exaggerator
the Doo pups have the same birthday as Bigfoot.
I seriously doubt if Mrs. Knittingham
invited him to the party, Freddy.
She didn't? Darn!
Mama and Daddy-Doo have a special birthday gift
just for you, Scooby.
They do? Ooh, what is it?
- It's special. - Yeah, very special.
Being the oldest son, you've inherited..
the family dog collar.
Like, that? Yuck!
Come on, Scooby, try it on.
Uh-unh! Uhh-unh!
Scoobert.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
Scoobert?
Mo-o-m!
Oh, alright.
We'll get it.
vroom
'Who-o-a!'
screech
Like, you left before anyone could see your collar, Scoob.
I know. He he he.
It's a present for the Doo pups.
Oh, boy!
boom
That collar is mine.
That collar is mine!
- Like, ya-a! - Yeah, aah!
Like, abandon puppy farm!
The dogcatcher ghost is loose!
Yeah, rho-ost.
A ghost!
vroom
Shaggy, you don't believe
in a dogcatcher ghost, do you?
Well, Daphne..
(all) Yes.
- Like, show her, Scoob. - Right, Raggy.
whoosh
That collar is mine!
Oh, that can only mean one thing.
Buster McMuttMauler has finally returned.
Buster McMuttMauler?
Buster McMuttMauler? Who is he?
Mama and Daddy-Doo first met him a long time ago.
Buster McMuttMauler was a dogcatcher gone bad.
He loved to corner helpless puppies.
You got a problem with that?
Help! Help!
Ahem. I said, help!
Huh?
Uh-oh. Trouble.
Let's go.
Huh?
Ha! You stupid dogs will never get me now.
McMuttMauler, so you're the one who's been stealing
those expensive dog collars?
Oh, but, Dogcatcher General, I—
I'm sure the police will want to hear about this.
One day, I'll get you puppies.
And your ugly collar.
'Like, no wonder the ghost is back.'
He wants that collar.
(all) Oh, no!
Yeah, it must be cursed.
(all) Cursed?
(all) O-oh!
clang
Great going, Freddy.
Oh! I better call Doctor Needlemeyer.
Did you call, Mrs. Knittingham?
We've just had a Doo family faint.
Like, you gotta help 'em, doctor. It's almost dinnertime.
(all) Rinner? Oh, boy!
mwah
Are my itty-bitty, teeny-weeny
puppy-wuppies feeling better now?
Eww, make her stop.
Ah! Thanks, Velma.
My little Scooby-Dooby has a nice collar-vollar.
Yuck!
I'll see you bow-wows tomorrow
for the big birthday party.
Here, Mrs. Rittingham. You take it.
Th-that's alright, Scooby. It's yours.
Thanks a lot.
Mrs. Rittingham? Mrs. Rittingham?
Raggy, Mrs. Rittingham is gone.
Gone? Like, where'd she go, Scoob?
I'll bet the ghost of Buster McMuttMauler got her.
That collar is cursed!
(all) Cursed?
Oh, calm down. There are no such things as curses.
Let's go see if anyone's seen Mrs. Knittingham.
Sorry, kids, I haven't seen Mrs. Knittingham.
around here anywhere.
boo hoo hoo hoo
ooh hoo hoo hoo
Calm down, mama.
Well, I've gotta bake some doggy treats.
If I see her, I'll let you know.
By the way, nice collar you've got there, Scooby.
Yuck!
There's only one way
to find Mrs. Knittingham.
Yeah, let's split up, gang.
Aw, Scooby, I was gonna say that.
Sorry, Freddy. He he he he.
Like, lookin' for clues in the kitchen
should be safe, right, Scoob?
Right.
Like, there go the lights.
What do we do now, Scoob?
I know.
Like, good idea, Scoob. Maybe there are some clues in here.
Maybe.
thud
Like, no clues in there.
Yeah, no clues.
Like, did you turn off the lights, Scoob?
No.
Then is this your hand
on my shoulder?
I... don't think so.
That collar is mine!
Like, it's a peeping ghost.
Yeah. Do you mind?
Sorry.
Huh?
bang
Huh?
Like, I think we lost him, Scoob.
Yeah. Phew!
Like, is that your hand, Scooby?
- Unh-unh. - It's mine.
Like, oh, no, Scoob! It's the dogcatcher ghost's brother.
Hold it right there, Mr. Dogcatcher Ghost.
- I'm Mr. Goodman. - Sure, buddy.
How come you're wearing a white hat and carrying a net?
Why, any fool can see that I'm the neighborhood dogcatcher.
Oh.
Like, you mean that you're not
the dogcatcher ghost?
Who me? Scare a dog?
Why, I have dedicated my whole life to helping
and protecting dogs.
'Some people call them man's best friend'
'but I call them, eh, dogs.'
I could never harm a hair on their—
We get the idea, Mr. Goodman.
Yeah.
Well, you kids call me
if you need any help.
By the way, nice collar you've got there.
- Yuck! - Like, what now?
We still haven't found Mrs. Knittingham.
beep beep beep
According to Velma, it's time for a Doo family sniff.
Like, good idea, Velma. Are you Doos ready to go?
Ready, Raggy.
Doo family, start your sniffers.
On your mark!
'Get set!'
'Sniff!'
boing boing boing
screech
pop
Good work, Scooby.
Thanks, Freddy.
Jinkies!
- Velma said jinkies. - Like, it must be a clue.
Whoopie!
If found, please return to Buster McMuttMauler.
The dogcatcher ghost.
Why would the ghost leave his net outside
Dr. Needlemeyer's office?
And, like, where did the white paint come from?
Beats me!
Hmm, it could only mean one thing.
That's right.
I want the collar!
Huh?
vroom
screech
Phew!
Like, that'll keep the ghost away
from your collar.
Yuck!
Scoobert!
Sorry, mom.
wham
wham wham wham
Mom! Dad!
Help, Scooby!
Sco-o-b-y.
The ghost is gone.
And he took Mama and Daddy-Doo with him.
clang
'This is terrible.'
First, Mrs. Knittingham
and now, Mama, Daddy, Skippy
Ruby, and Howdy-Doo have all been dognapped by the ghost.
Skippy, Ruby, and Howdy won't be here until tomorrow, Freddy.
Uh, oh, yeah.
Like, this all started when Scooby got that cursed collar.
Yeah, cursed. I don't want it!
You want it?
Like, that's okay, Scoob.
Rats!
Where are they? I can't find them.
This is horrible!
Like, cut it out before you wear a hole in the floor, Scooby.
Huh!
Sorry, Raggy.
After reviewing all available data
I suggest that we re-examine the location of our last clue.
Huh? Like, I don't know what she said
but it sounds like a good idea.
Yeah.
Come on, gang.
We've got a mystery to solve.
What if the dogcatcher ghost is waiting for us
inside the doctor's office?
I'll bet Scooby will go in for a Scooby Snack.
I don't need a Scooby Snack.
We'll do it for mom and dad.
We will?
Let's go!
Attaboy, Scooby!
Let's get that ghost.
'Eew, I can't look!'
Like, are you scared too, Daphne?
Of course not.
I just don't wanna see
dust on my new boots.
Did you find anything yet, Scooby?
Not ryet.
Like, let's keep it down
so the ghost doesn't find us.
Like, shh! We don't want you to find us.
I want the collar!
Let's get out of here!
Step aside, I'll stop him.
Scooby, come back.
Like, oh, no. Scooby really means business.
He's countin'.
One, two—
That collar is mine!
Good evening, Mr. Ghost.
You're just in time for your operation.
- Huh? - Step right this way, please.
Like, sit down, sir. Dr. Doo will be right with you.
Hello. Open, and say rah!
Rah!
Uh-oh.
Like, what is it, Dr. Doo?
Raggy, bandages.
Like, here's the bandages, Dr. Doo.
whoosh
That's better.
Like, good work, Dr. Doo.
Remember, if you feel any pain, just scare two people
and call us in the morning.
whoosh
That collar is mine!
screech
It looks like it's time to romp 'n roll.
- Like, start the music, Scoob. - Right, Raggy.
A one, and a two, and a three..
Like, it's a good thing you brought your dog whistle, Velma.
Yeah, good thing.
Eew, Scooby, you've got something on you.
- I do? - Oh, no!
It's the curse of the collar. Scooby's turning into a ghost.
I am?
Oh, Freddy, it's the same paint
we found on the dogcatcher's net.
Like, does this mean what we think it means?
Yeah.
It means I have a plan.
But it could be dangerous, Scooby.
That's alright, Velma. I'll do anything.
Let's face it, Scoob, your family collar is cursed.
- Yeah, rursed! - Like, just think, Scoob.
You may never see your mom and dad again.
Like, cool, Scoob. We're supposed to be acting.
Oops. Uh, are we, Raggy?
Like, let's get rid of it once and for all.
Yeah.
Huh?
toing toing
That collar is mine!
'Like, I hope this works, Velma.'
- The ghost is almost here. - Yeah.
'That collar is mine!'
Get ready, gang.
'We got company coming.'
whoosh
toing toing toing
Ha!
Hey, he wasn't supposed to do that.
Yeah.
Help! Raggy!
Like, hang on, Scoob, I've got ya.
Uh-oh.
thud
Raggy!
Wow! I didn't know Shaggy did it.
The collar is mine!
Oh.
And now... I don't need you!
I can't watch.
Help!
bam
Raggy!
Not much happening tonight, eh, Alice?
Help!
Pilot to tower. We've just seen a UFP.
Unidentified Flying Puppy.
The collar is mine. Now you're mine!
Like, Scooby Doo, where are you?
It's Scooby-Doo to the rescue!
Scooby!
Mom, dad! You're ghosts!
We are? Oh, no!
They're not ghosts, Scooby.
That's the white paint that was on you.
You saved us, Scooby.
slurp
Our hero.
Aw, shucks. It was nothing.
Like, thanks to Scoob this dogcatcher
will wind up in the doghouse.
Get it, Doos? Ha ha ha.
Doghouse?
We don't get it.
Thanks to the Scooby-Doo Detective Agency
the ghost has been caught.
But who is it?
It's got to be Dr. Needlemeyer
because we found a net
outside her office.
'Like, no way, Daphne.'
It's Mr. Goodman, the dogcatcher.
He just pretended to like dogs.
You're both wrong.
The dogcatcher ghost is really
Red Herring.
'We interrupt A Pup Named Scooby-Doo.'
'for this special announcement.'
When's that dufus, Freddy, gonna learn I didn't do it!
Heh heh. What a weenie!
Not quite, Freddy.
The dogcatcher ghost is actually..
(all) A hand?
No, it's Mr. Trixenstuff, the trainer.
I don't want to sound rude
but you stupid kids ruined everything!
'I knew the ghost was Mr. Trixenstuff'
'when I discovered that the white splotches'
were flour not paint.
Then, the flour wasn't for baking.
It was to make him look like a ghost.
Like, no wonder Scooby couldn't sniff out
Mrs. Knittingham or his parents.
Yeah, no wonder.
I calculated that Mr. Trixenstuff
had enough bags of flour for 238 years worth of treats.
I get it.
He really wanted the Doo family collar for the jewels.
He did?
Well, he can have it.
- Scoobert! - Sorry, mom.
That collar's worth a lot of money.
Even if it is ugly.
Yeah, ugly!
Thanks for calling, kids.
You should be ashamed of yourself
giving us real dogcatchers a bad name.
I would've gotten away with it if it weren't for these nice
but troublemaking kids!
Ahem.
Oh, yes, and their lovable
but pesky puppy!
Thank you.
My new computer should prove to be highly efficient.
Jinkies, Skippy. That's what I was going to say.
Wow! A subscription to the National Exaggerator.
It's my favorite newspaper, Howdy.
Imagine that! Mine, too.
Ruby, your outfit is totally awesome.
I know.
See, Scoob? It's not so bad wearing
that collar after all.
That's what you think.
Well, Scoobert, Daddy-Doo always hated
to wear the collar, too.
'He did?'
Yeah, yuck!
Since it's your birthday, you don't have to wear it.
Thanks, ma.
slurp
You're the greatest!
And so is my pal, a pup named..
Scooby-Dooby-Doo.