"Can someone lend me a paw here?" Snowball asked, reaching as far as he could. He was standing precariously on his tippy toes on the very top of a ladder, trying to hang up some red streamers. Sighing heavily, Ozone murmured, "I'll go chop off my favorite paw. Hope it helps ya out man." Jaw dropping, Leonard went to stop the hairless feline while Snowball exclaimed, "You know that's not what I meant you jerk!" Gulping, Mel carefully climbed up the ladder to help the white rabbit.

Almost the entire gang was in Gidget's apartment, setting up the decorations for the party. The afternoon before, they managed to get the present ready. Having had dried overnight, it was now being wrapped up. Meanwhile, Pops and Norman were still on their way with the cake they had baked. With everything about ready, it was almost time to throw the surprise party.

"And done!" Buddy declared, standing at the base of the ladder his best friend Mel and Snowball were on. The dachshund had just watched them get the streamer into place, finishing the job. At the same time, there was a knock on the door. Duke padded over and opened it. "Make way!" Pops cried, strolling through the open doorway. Behind the elderly basset hound, Norman was struggling to pull a red wagon in with the cake inside of it. Duke lowered his head down and grabbed the handle gently, helping the young guinea pig out as they took the wagon and cake out towards the kitchen. Seeing it, Chloe's green eyes widened and she purred, her gaze following the treat. Frowning, Max muttered, "Chloe, don't you dare."

"I wasn't going to do anything!" Chloe exclaimed, pulling off an innocent face. Perched on the glass table beside the gray tabby cat, Sweetpea crossed his wings and chirped, rolling his eyes.

Hopping up onto the couch, Gidget let out a yip to get everyone's attention. Once all eyes were on her, the fluffy white Pomeranian announced, "First off, thank you everyone. Secondly, I'm gonna go get Tiberius now and we'll be back over here as soon as possible. Shut the windows, turn out the lights and hide. You all know the drill. Any questions?"

"Yeah, why can't we have a piñata?" Snowball asked. Facepawing himself, Max grumbled, "Do you not remember how many times that game has failed epically? One game everyone had a black eye while you ended up having a sugar crash in another round of it!"

"I'll be back!" Gidget promised, trotting over to the door and heading off.