Hector's Hectic Life
[snoring]
You mongrel mutt, you! You, always messing up this house.
If it wasn't Christmas, I'd throw you out.
So now, for the last time I'm warning you.
Just one more mess and outside in the cold you will be, without a home.
So, you just remember this,
but if you're a good dog, Santa Claus may leave you a nice present.
[knocking at the door]
Prince! What's that noise down there?
[snoring]
Ah, he was sleeping fast asleep. That's nice.
That keeps you out of trouble, Princie.
[barking]
Shhh!
For shame!
Your soul to the devil you have sold, by throwing those puppies out into the cold.
Doggone, if that ain't chintzy!
Ah, don't be a schnook, Angelpuss.
Come down off the clouds.
Why should he lose his happy home for them dopes, see?
No!
Those innocent babes, into the cold you've driven.
Go! Bring them back and all will be forgiven.
[crashing]
My goodness, wherever you look he will sleeping. The sleeping beauty.
Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-choo!
By jiminy, you've done it for the last time! Out you go, you, you..
[barking]
Ah, Princie! Why didn't you tell me?
Ah, the cutest little puppy dog.
And they're all so beautiful.
They look just like you, Princie.
Ah, this will going to be a wonderful Christmas for the children.