-(grunts) Terrible!

You call this art?

(screams and sobs)

My showcase is tomorrow and I have no work

to showcase at the showcase.

This is the worst painter's block I've had in years.

Oh, I know.

I can listen to my favorite podcast.

That should help.

-Now that you've tried the first exercise,

how does it feel to see the world

from a new perspective?

Are the creative juices flowing?

-If by flowing, you mean falling!

(groaning)

-Remember, your paintbrush is not your enemy.

It's your friend.

Say hi to your friend.

-Hola, paintbrush.

-Oh, you're going with blue for the sky?

How original.

-(growls) Now I'm suddenly seeing red.

-Huh?

(gasps)

-Uh, no, Lalo. It's not playtime.

It's crunch time.

(gasps)

Lalo!

(gasps)

No! Bad Lalo!

-You ruined my canvas. -(knock at door)

-Frida, chica,

it's your favorite gallery owner

coming to see your latest masterpieces!

-(gasps) Romeo!

Uh, just a minute!

(grunts)

Hi. (laughs nervously)

Now's not a great time.

-Oh, perfect.

Is that one of your new pieces?

-Huh? Hey... hey, wait!

(gasps in horror)

-(gasps) Frida, this is...

-I can explain.

-Groundbreaking!

-Wait, what?

-It's a new direction for you.

You really captured your animal spirit.

-It was an animal, all right.

-There's a big art collector coming to the show.

This is exactly the kind of abstract piece

-she would buy. -(laughing) Oh, no, Romeo.

You don't understand.

-This one... -Don't be modest, chica!

I'll need ten more of these for the show tomorrow!

Gracias.

Adios!

-Ten more?

I didn't even do this one.

-(gnawing)

(gasps) But you did.

Lalo!

Mi perrito favorito!

Will you please help me make more paintings?

I need you!

(laughs) Gracias, Lalo. Good boy.

I better grab more supplies.

-(squawks) Ready for our scuba lesson?

-(grunting)

-You squiggled on paper. Congrats.

-(grunting)

-You got to make ten more?

For Frida? What's in it for you?

-(whines and grunts)

-Diddly-squat?

-(disgruntled squawk) Hold up.

It's time I teach you about the law of supply and demand.

If you're gonna supply, you got to demand.

-Lalo, I'm back!

Ready to paint?

-Not so fast.

I'm Lalo's manager.

(squawks)

For every painting my client makes,

he's got to get something out of it too.

As does his manager. (laughs)

(clears throat) If you could, uh,

please sign this contract.

-Ugh, fine.

Anything to get more paintings.

-Initial here, here, here, here, here.

Don't forget there.

(classical music)

-(gasps) Magnifico.

We need nine more just like that.

-(happy grunting)

-Ah, ah, ah!

-What's the problem?

I bought Lalo his fancy treats

and got you those sneakers.

-That was for the first painting.

You want more, you have to pay more.

(clears throat) The artiste needs a long walk

to keep his juices flowing.

And I could use some new bling.

That won't be a problem, will it?

-No, if that's what the artiste needs.

-(squawks) That won't be necessary.

(birds chirping)

-(panting happily)

-Ahh, should have gotten into the art game

a long time ago.

(squawks) Snack us!

-(both gulp and chomp)

(classical music)

-Finally. It's genius!

Stay right there. I'll go get the next canvas.

-Not so fast.

We can't overwork the artiste.

He's earned some playtime.

-(laughs) Of course.

How could I forget?

Ay!

(growls)

-(grunting happily)

-Okay, Lalo.

You know what splashing mud reminds me of?

Splashing paint!

Wanna head back?

-(squawks) Not yet.

(slurping) Aah.

The artist would like a squirrel to chase.

-Okay. One squirrel coming up.

This must be what they mean

when they say you have to suffer for your art.

(screams and groans)

(classical music)

-(yawns)

-And now my client will be retiring

for the evening.

-What? But I need more paintings by tomorrow.

-And Lalo needs his beauty sleep.

He can finish in the morning.

-(growls)

(screams)

(sighs) Well, hopefully we can

get the rest finished tomorrow.

-(agitated squawk) -Aah!

-Excuse me.

The artiste is trying to sleep.

-What?

-(snoring) -Lalo?

But this is my bed.

Where am I supposed to sleep?

(growls)

(dramatic music)

-(yawning squawk)

Slept like a baby.

That bed is comfy.

(bones cracking)

Don't just stand there.

Here's our breakfast order.

-That's it!

The deal's off.

I'll find another artist, Lalo.

You're not the only dog in town.

-Sheesh, someone woke up

on the wrong side of the doggy bed.

-Oh. Free doggy day care?

One day only? Bowwow.

-Good boy.

Get the paint all over you.

-Nelson, I almost forgot

to leave your green tea doggy treats!

(screams) Nelson!

-(barking happily)

-He just got back from the groomer!

-(barking)

-(groans) -(laughs)

On the bright side,

I think green is really your color?

Come on, Buttercup.

If you do a good job, I'll give you treats.

(gasps) No! Those aren't the treats!

-(stomach gurgles) (burps)

-Gah.

(groans) No, no.

I'm sorry, Fluffy.

I need abstract art.

You can go. Vete.

(sobbing)

These dogs were useless!

And my show is in one hour!

I hate to say it,

but I think I really do need Lalo!

(sighs)

Lalo! Where are you?

I brought your favorite treats!

-(gasps) I'll be right back, Malo.

I see a kid littering!

I'm gonna go give him a wedgie.

Don't go anywhere.

-(gasps) Lalo!

There you are.

I've been looking for you everywhere.

-(growls)

-Okay. I know you're still mad at me,

but just allow me to explain.

No dog can paint like you!

(sobbing) Oh, please, come back and finish my paintings!

I need you!

-(growls)

-(gasps) Ooh, wait for me!

-He'll never litter again.

Malo?

Huh, must be off scaring cats.

I love that dog.

-Ring the bell if you need more treats.

And now I will leave you to your work.

(laughs)

Thank you, Lalo.

Hola, amores.

Hola, Lalo.

Lalo?

Wait. If Lalo is here, then who's...?

Oh, no.

-Moms are weird.

-(growling) -(screams)

You're not Lalo!

-Pfff.

-And what you've done es muy malo!

Now I have no work to show tonight!

(sobbing)

-Frida, it's showtime!

Ay, mujer!

What happened in here?

-I can't live a lie anymore.

I didn't paint the piece you loved yesterday.

It was Lalo! (crying)

And I just took credit for it because I had painter's block.

I'm so sorry.

-Chica, I wish you had told me the truth.

Every artist gets stuck sometimes.

It's just part of being an artist.

-(sniffs) Really?

Uh, but what about the show

and the important collector?

-Frida, I care about you more than all of that.

We can reschedule.

I just want you to give yourself a break.

-Oh, thanks.

Maybe I need to take some time to find my inspiration.

-Inspiration will find you.

That's what I love about your work, Frida.

You always have a way of channeling

your life experiences into art.

-Channeling my life experiences into art?

(gasps) That's it!

W-wait! I have an idea!

Inspiration has # found me at last! #

(upbeat music)

-I almost had to cancel tonight's event.

But Frida Puga Casagrande always has something

up her sleeve, or should I say, dog collar?

Here to perform her next abstract art piece live,

give it up for Frida!

-(applause)

-(barking)

(howls)

(soft orchestral music)

(grunting)

-(cheers and applause)

-Simply stunning.

-It's breathtaking.

-Take that, painter's block!

-That was the strangest thing I've ever seen.

And I love strange!

I will take them all.

-(squawks) Let's talk numbers.

We're her managers.

-Money is no object.

-(gasps)

-(all howl)