So he has to dig his way out of his predicament, even if it means patching things up with his hateful hound of a nemesis and working with Duke to get back to wonderful Katie once again. She’ll be lonely and afraid and … petless.Īnd Max simply can’t bear the thought of that. Worst of all, if Max and Duke can’t find their way home before dark, fabulous and faithful Katie will be all alone. That disaster opens the kennel door for a fight with a gang of alley cats, getting snatched by Animal Control humans, then crossing paths with and being chased by an underground pet liberation army known as the Flushed Pets. The two dogs’ squabbling soon leads to a hike-up-their-hackles hassle that accidently lands them both out on the street without their dog collars or IDs.
He’s nothing but a mutt that’s doggone determined to make Max his next bowl of kibble. And this Duke is just … well, Max doesn’t like to cuss, but he’s a bad dog. After all, a New York City apartment can be a dog-eat-dog environment when you populate it with two contentious canines. And Max will readily tell you that Katie’s exactly that kind of you-just-gotta-lick-her-face human.īut from Max’s perspective, bringing Duke home was also a disastrous wonderfully loving thing to do. Now, to Max’s awesome owner, that must have seemed like one more wonderfully loving thing to do. Then there’s the bulldog Mel, who spends his afternoons barking at squirrels that foolishly wander into the tree outside his apartment window.īut sometimes things get a little more intense.Ī prime example is the day wonderful Katie brings home an oversized rescue dog dubbed Duke. In another nearby apartment, his feline friend Chloe might simply be trying to refrain from helping herself to whatever’s in the fridge-when she’s not lying lazily on an overstuffed pillow, that is. Max can spend eight straight hours staring at the door, for instance, waiting for his beloved and totally terrific owner, Katie, to return. Well, for the thankful tail-wagger Max and his fellow apartment-bound pet pals, it turns out that what happens next is more action-filled than you might expect. But have you ever wondered what happens when you’re away? What mischief does your family’s furry friend get into when you lock the front door and set off for school or work? We’ve all heard that old chestnut: When the cat’s away, the mice will play.