Shaniqua's puppet show amusements are to no avail.
Roxy sighs: "It's no use, Shan. I just have to face a life without fuzz."
Downtown, Mrs. VanPelt has fainted and is dragged off by her loving husband.
Curly Fuzz Poodle has come to a momentous decision.
He is about to share it with all his fans. He pulls his weathered string.
Alas, it snaps and the Curly one is silenced forever.
He exhales his last dust puff.
Mute, he now resorts to sign language. An interpreter translates for us.
"Well folks, the time has come for me to discard myself for good."