[feel-good music]
[spirit galloping]
Those look delicious, Abigail.
Thanks.
I spent all night baking them.
It took forever.
Because you and Boomerang kept eating them?
Maybe.
Hey.
Who's that?
A llama.
I've never seen one before.
I've heard that they spit.
Even more than Snips.
Come on, pals.
Let's go say hi.
[playful music]
[leaves rustling]
[wolf snarls]
[llama screeches]
Paloma, no.
[spanish]
[gasps] She needs help.
[exciting music]
[horse neighs]
[grunts]
You've got some cuts and bruises on your leg.
Maybe you should sit.
That coyote might still be around.
Don't worry, Miss--
Oh.
No miss for me, thank you very much.
[spanish]
I'm Lucky.
This is Abigail and Pru.
We'll help you out with these.
Ah.
[spanish]
The gifts are for my family.
But Paloma, oh, I can't go home without her.
Don't worry.
We'll find her.
[exciting music]
Paloma gets very nervous.
Talk slowly to her.
This doesn't look too bad.
I'll have you up and about momentarily.
Can a person spit as much as a llama?
[exciting music]
Let's split up to cover more ground.
Spirit, keep your eyes peeled for clues
that lead us to Paloma.
Whoa.
Found one.
[curious music]
Spirit, look.
Paloma must be close.
[wolf howling]
Oh, no.
Paloma.
[paloma clucking]
[snarling]
[spits]
[snarling]
[spirit neighs]
Need backup?
[groans]
OK, Paloma, we're just going to do this.
Yes.
[whines]
Sorry.
[upbeat music]
Look, they're back with Paloma.
Even the gifts.
Ooh, pretty.
Ah, Paloma.
Thank goodness you're safe.
[wolf snarling]
[groans]
[spits]
Go, Paloma.
Go.
That is a lot of spit.
Let's double it.
[both spitting]
Ay, Paloma, you were so brave.
You, too, Abigail.
We should head back to the barn before more coyote show up.
And I need some water.
My mouth is really dry.
It feels like we're Santa's elves stocking up
the sleigh with gifts.
But that's not all.
It's for you and your family.
I hope they like them.
And we packed animal-friendly snacks for Paloma, too.
This is a [spanish].
I want you three to have it.
Ah.
Gracias for all your help.
It's beautiful.
Thanks, Anai.
[spanish]
Bye, Paloma.
Great spitting team we made today.
[exclaims]
[spanish]
[sniffs] Hmm.
This [spanish] kind of really smells like llama.
I know.
Isn't it great?
[laughs]
[feel-good music]
Great patrol, guys.
Ready to head back?
You bet.
Maybe we should visit Mrs. Johnson on the way home.
You know, tell her we still haven't found a puppy for her
to adopt yet.
[cats meowing]
What is it boy?
[snorts]
[cat trills]
[trilling continues]
Where'd you come from, little one?
He must belong to someone.
He's got a bow.
Easy, now.
Let me help you.
He's not a he.
He's a she.
Let's get her back to the ranch.
We'll find a warm spot for you somewhere.
You guys go ahead.
I'll stop by the neighboring farms
to see if they're short a kitten.
Good idea.
We'll see you back at the ranch.
[cat purrs]
You are going to be a handful.
I can already tell.
[purrs]
[rattling]
[snorts]
[purrs]
[bucket squeaks]
[boomerang neighs]
[galloping]
[purrs]
[slurps]
[adventurous music]
[wind whooshing]
[water running]
[meows]
[objects clatter]
[meows]
[cat grunts]
[sniffs]
No.
This is for sleeping, not for eating.
[purrs]
There you go.
See?
It's not so bad.
[sighs]
Good enough for me.
Sleep tight.
Lucky, what's wrong?
That kitten was a Christmas gift,
but they decided she was too much to handle and set
her free.
How could anyone do that?
Sure, she's a little feisty, but she's just a kitten.
If we can't find her a new home, then she's
certainly welcome to stay here.
Yes.
Absolutely.
[trills]
[exciting music]
Miss Prescott, Miss Granger, Miss Stone.
Hello, Mrs. Johnson.
What can we do for you?
I was driving past in my buggy and decided
to see if you had found any puppies.
The manor has been far too quiet lately.
Not yet, but you're the first to know if we do.
[cat chirps]
[purrs]
And who is this little gentleman?
Gentlewoman.
[sniffs]
Wow.
She must really like you.
[all gasp]
I'm so sorry, Mrs.--
[laughs]
[trills]
What a funny thing you are.
She's coming with me.
Are you sure?
She's definitely not a puppy.
I'm aware, Miss Prescott.
However, I feel a connection to this majestic lady.
[meows]
And she feels the same.
[happy music]
Cats are funny.
Sometimes all it takes is the right person.
You pals up for another patrol?
Let's get to work.
[all giggling]
[snorts]
[quirky music]
[groans]
What you up to, Pru?
Practicing some rodeo moves.
The Beller family's big show is today.
Uh, the who family?
The Beller family.
Only the greatest family of rodeo stars.
Each of them have their own signature move, even Tabitha,
who's only five.
Wow.
When I was five, I couldn't even count.
Did I mention how it's a whole family of Black rodeo stars?
And Banks Beller, he's the youngest brother.
He created the Beller Buckle Bounce, this move where--
Good morning.
Is this place open?
[gasps]
It sure is.
Welcome.
Name's Banks Beller.
She's June, and this is Freedom.
Oh.
Nice to meet you, Mr. Beller.
Oh.
Banks will do.
I'm Lucky.
That's Abigail and--
Pru Granger at service.
Big fan of yours and your family.
So, um, [clears throat] what brings you to our ranch?
Well, Freedom stopped drinking and eating.
Folks in town told me to stop by here.
We'd be happy to look at Freedom.
[sighs]
Appreciate it.
[clears throat]
Pru's actually a big fan of your show.
Lucky.
Well, you are.
Say something.
Um, I've been practicing some moves.
Any chance you'd share some pointers?
[chuckles]
'Course.
Let's see what you got.
[exciting music]
All right Chica Linda, this is our chance
to impress Banks Beller.
[exciting music]
It's a rodeo move, girl.
Think rodeo.
Those are some, uh, fancy dressage moves you got there.
[neighs softly]
Uh, come back for Freedom in a few hours.
That should be enough time to give him a thorough checkup.
Thank you kindly.
I'll see you then.
Banks Beller shows up at our ranch,
and I ruin my one shot to impress him.
Maybe you'll get another chance when he picks up Freedom.
[sighs]
Maybe.
[inspiring music]
[sighs deeply]
[sighs]
[snorts]
Sorry I switched things up with these rough rodeo moves, girl.
Maybe I've been thinking about this all wrong.
[chica linda burbles]
Did you find out what's wrong with Freedom?
No.
His cheek was looking a bit swollen,
so I'm just checking in here.
[grunts]
Aha.
It was just food.
[giggles]
[chica linda galloping]
Chica Linda and I have been working on something.
[suspenseful music]
Whoa.
It's like a dressage-rodeo fusion.
Oh it's "dressodeo."
I gotta admit, I'd never seen a dressage buckle bounce before.
That was amazing.
It's actually "dressodeo."
Pru just created it.
She's amazing.
Isn't she amazing?
I wanted to impress you with my rodeo moves,
but Chica Linda and I have been training dressage for so long,
why fight it?
[chuckles]
Well, call me impressed, Miss Pru.
He doesn't need to brush between meals,
but you should have his teeth checked about once a year.
I'd love to thank y'all.
Oh, how about an invitation to our show?
Yes.
We'd love to.
And Miss Pru, I'm sure the crowd would
love to see a "dressodeo" move.
Did you hear that girls?
We're performing with the Beller family.
[feel-good music]
[abigail giggles]
[door closes]
[clint bleats]
Hey, Clint.
Are you as excited about the holidays as I am?
[bleats]
Hey.
That's not on the menu, silly.
Do you think we can fit all the fun
stuff we got planned for Las Posadas in one evening, Pru?
We can if we stick to the schedule.
Everybody ready to man their stations?
First, we decorate our mini Christmas trees.
I'm putting candy on mine.
Next, we'll sing traditional Posada songs.
I have the sheet music right here.
Then gift exchange, and finally--
We feast.
I vote we feast first and then everything else.
Abigail.
[groans]
Fine.
Check it out, Spirit.
I'm giving Pru new leather riding gloves,
and for Abigail, a hat lined with bows.
They're going to love these.
Chica Lina.
[nickers]
What do you think of this belt buckle I got for Lucky?
Or this owl whistle for Abigail?
[neighs]
Look, Boomerang, a colorful bandanna for Pru,
and for Lucky, a telescope.
Hopefully now she'll see trouble coming before she runs into it.
[laughs]
[neighs]
Ta-da.
Who's ready for the magical land of candy trees?
More like the magical land of cavities.
[ornaments shattering]
[both gasp]
Ah!
What happened?
How?
Lucky?
Don't look at me.
I was distracted by the chocolate spheres.
I blame the spheres.
[sad music]
Oh, uh-- oh, it's OK, Pru.
Look.
[ornaments jingling]
OK.
It's fine.
I'm fine.
The show must go on.
[clint bleats]
Clint doesn't look so good.
Lucky, you'll hurt his feelings.
No.
I mean he looks sick.
Oh, right.
Looks like digestive distress.
Crushed ginger and chamomile should do the trick.
Where's the sheet music?
Where could it have gone?
Maybe you put it somewhere else.
Nope.
It was right here on the table.
One time, I lost a sock.
Then two years later, I found it under my bed.
But by then, I had already lost the other sock.
I think what Abigail is trying to say is
that it'll turn up eventually.
Hey, how about we do our gift exchange?
Yeah.
OK.
Time for presents.
[abigail gasps]
The presents are gone.
Oh.
Could the barn be haunted?
Uh, do ghosts also like churros?
There isn't a person, dead or alive,
that doesn't like churros?
Why--
[gasps]
Ah.
No.
The feast.
The--
[thuds]
[spirit neighs]
[snorts]
[gasps]
I think I know where the food and presents went.
[gasps]
Oh, my gosh.
Clint was the hungry ghost.
Ghost goat?
Hm.
Close enough.
Poor Clint.
Do we have any more ginger and chamomile?
On it.
You're not mad about our plans?
No way.
Our animals come first.
Oh, Clint looks so much better.
Wish I can say the same for our Posada.
I just wanted it to be special, but it was a disaster.
We have each other, Pru, and that's
what makes the holiday special.
We don't need a feast or gifts or candy.
But they do help.
Candy for everyone.
This really does help.
Thanks, pals.
Happy holidays.
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