"And we should hide Tibs" Pitch thought of. He walked over to the hay stack, but Tibs held up a paw, "already ahead of you, we cats can hide way better than dogs could ever know" he winked before darting down into the hay.
Cruella opened the door, and Pitch backed up a bit. Even Lucky looked unsure, but Cruella didn't pay the puppies much mind as she walked in and looked around.
"Hmm...yes, well nothing in here I guess" she said, "unless you dogs have somehow become smart enough to hide stuff" she joked and smirked down at the puppies. Lucky growled.
"Oh hush up!" Cruella said before turning and walking out of the barn to look around other parts of the farm. "Memo to myself" she told her tape recorder on the way out, "give Rupert 99 muzzled for next Christmas, just to be safe".
As the barn door closed, Lucky frowned, "I'd like to muzzle her!" he said.