Back at the dog show, members of the audience are on the edge of their seats and waiting eagerly for Penelope to return as she and Angel make their way back with the Ant Hill Mob.

Back at the stadium, the announcer and the members of the audience were waiting with nervousness for Penelope and Angel as Chuggaboom was pulling up outside of the stadium.

"Yoo-hoo, Mr. Dog Show Host." Penelope called out as she ran inside the stadium with Angel. "We have returned! Sorry to keep y'all waiting!"

"Why, Miss. Pitstop." The dog show host was no doubt happy and relieved that Penelope and Angel came back safe and sound. "When you and Angel disappeared, you had everybody worried. I'm glad to know that you're safe my dear."

"Indeed we are." Penelope smiled. "Have you started the second round, yet, sir?"

"Miss. Pitstop, after your sudden disappearance, we had to postpone the second round until you came back." The dog show host replied. "For a while we all thought you would never come back."

"Well, all your worries are over, and so are mine." Penelope told the announcer with a smile as the Ant Hill Mob appeared with her. "Angel and I are still prepared. You may begin the second round of the dog show!"

"Thank you, my dear." Said the dog show host as he went to the stadium ring to make his announcement.

"Good luck, Penelope." Clyde told Penelope "Remember, be yourself and stay true to yourself."

"And since we defeated the Hooded Claw, we'll be in the audience this time." Pockets reassured her.

"You can do it, Penelope!" Softy sobbed.

Dum-Dum: "We'll be there to…uh…uh…"

"Support her you Dum-Dum." Clyde corrected him.

Dum-Dum: "Oh yeah, support you."

"Oh thank you, fellas." Penelope blew the Ant Hill Mob another kiss before entering the ring with Angel.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Children of all ages!" The dog show host announced. "I am proud to announce that it is now time for the second round of the New York City Dog Show! The test of canine agility!"

The audience cheered and applauded.

"Excuse me, gentlemen." The dog show host turned to a man in a tuxedo with blonde hair and another man in a tuxedo with brown hair. "Will you please bring out the equipment needed for the agility test?"

The two gentlemen brought out the equipment needed for the agility trial part of the dog show. The equipment consisted of the same equipment that Penelope used earlier when she and Angel were practicing in the park: Two see-saws, two blue tunnels, three tire jumps, a set of weave poles, three single bar jumps and three double bar jumps.

"We may now start the test of canine agility!" The dog show host said. "Are you ready, contestants?"

From the audience, the Ant Hill Mob watched the other handlers and their dogs while Penelope waited her turn. Both Penelope and the Ant Hill Mob were dazzled by the dogs and their agility skills.

"All those dogs did a wonderful job in the round." Softy wept.

Snoozy: "Yeah, wonderful job (Snore)."

"I'm excited to see Angel perform." Dum-Dum whispered.

"Me too." Zippy replied. "She's sure to do great!"

Dog Show Host: "And now ladies and gentlemen, we are down to contestant number eight: Cocker Spaniel/Golden Retriever cross, Angel, and her handler, Miss Penelope Pitstop!"

The crowd cheered as Penelope and Angel entered the center ring.

"Miss Pitstop, are you and Angel ready for the agility trial?" The dog show host asked Penelope.

"We certainly are, Mr. Dog Show Host sir." Penelope smiled as she unhooked Angel's leash.

"Glad to hear it, my dear." The dog show host replied. "Ready, set, go!"

You can do it, Angel! Show them what you can do!

Angel ran and leapt over the first and second bar jumps, dashed through the weave bars and one of the tunnels and took a big leap over one of the double-bar jump and one of the tire jumps. She then ran onto the first see-saw, stood still while the see-saw lowered and ran off it, jumped through the second and third tire jumps, ran through the second tunnel, darted through the other side of the weave poles, ran on and off the second see-saw successfully, hurtled over the third bar jump and greatly took huge leaps over the second and third double-bar jumps.

Angel performed the test of agility without messing up or missing a single beat, which dazzled the audience and the Ant Hill Mob.

"Excellent job, ladies!" The Dog show host praised Penelope and Angel as he came up to them while Penelope hooked the leash back on Angel.

"Thank you, Mr. Dog Show Host." Penelope replied with a grin. "All our hard work paid off."

Dog Show Host: "It sure did indeed."

After the other handlers and their dogs performed their tests of dog agility, ending the second round, the host came back to the center ring.

"That concludes the second round!" The dog show host announced. "We would like to take this time for our judges to decide who will win the prize of the New York City Dog Show!"

With Round Two of the dog show over, Penelope and Angel take their time to relax and to take care of themselves.

While the audience cheered, Penelope was backstage giving Angel a bowl of water.

"Do get plenty of water to drink, Angel." Penelope told Angel, who started to lap down the water. "That agility trial sure is hard work, and it's ever so important to stay hydrated."

After a while, it was time to announce the winner of the New York City Dog Show.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" The Dog Show Host called out. "It is finally time for the moment you've all been waiting for! Our wonderful judges have made their decisions, and we are now ready to name the winner of this year's New York City Dog Show."

The audience cheered and clapped.

Time for the exciting part of the show, I'm eager to see who will take home the prize!

"Before I begin, however…" The dog show host told all the handlers and their dogs. "I want all of you to know that you all have worked very hard and have put a wonderful amount of hard work and dedication into this show, and because of all your hard work, you are all champions."

Win or lose, everyone is indeed a champion, no matter what, and so are you, Penelope. Remember that.

"Ladies and gentlemen, time to announce our third, second, and first place winners." The host said as one of the judges gave him an envelope. "In third place, we have… Mr. Jack Hills and his St, Bernard, Nugget."

A lumberjack-like man and his St. Bernard graciously accepted their trophy and medal for the dog and went up to the third place area in the prize stand.

Dog Show Host: "In second place, we have… Mrs. Rose Marie Hathaway and her Maltese, Fifi!"

An older woman in a royal blue and white curl-trimmed coat and her Maltese accepted their trophy and medal with courtesy and went up to the second place area of the prize stand.

The atmosphere becomes intense as the host of the dog show prepares to announce the grand prize winner. Who will it be?

"And finally, ladies and gentlemen…" The dog show host began to announce the first place winner. "In first place, and the grand prize winner, of this year's New York City Dog Show is…"

Who will win this year's dog show?

The Ant Hill Mob squeezed hands with nervousness and hope.

"Miss Penelope Pitstop and her Cocker Spaniel/Golden Retriever cross, Angel!"

The audience cheered and applauded loudly with excitement as Penelope, with humbleness and good manners, accepted the prize and went up to the top middle of the prize stand with Angel.

"Penelope! Angel! You did it!" Softy sobbed.

"Nice work, ladies!" Zippy shouted in joy. "Nice work!"

"You're champions!" Dum-Dum called out.

"Penelope trained Angel very well." Clyde told the rest of the Mob.

Penelope indeed trained her dog, Angel, very well, and all that hard work and training really paid off at the end.

"Congratulations to everyone who competed!" The dog show host told all the contestants. "You all did a wonderful job!"

Penelope: "Excuse me, Mr. Dog Show Host, sir. Can I make an announcement please? I think it's ever so important."

"As you wish, my dear." The host agreed.

"Thank you." Penelope whispered.

"I would like to give away this grand prize and all the money I won as part of the grand prize, to the Humane Society of the United States, and to the ASPCA!" She announced. "There are many little ole doggies and kitty cats who don't have good homes or that have no homes at all, so please my friends, if you're searching for that little ole furry friend of yours… Always make adoption, your Number One option!"

Congratulations, Penelope! And how humble of you to donate the prize you won to a charity that means something to you. That's what makes a true champion!

After the dog show, the Ant Hill Mob joined Penelope and Angel backstage with smiles.

"Congratulations, Penelope!" Clyde told Penelope. "You and Angel were amazing!"

"Angel did a great job in both the dog show, and in saving you." Dum-Dum said as he gave Angel a gentle scratch behind the ears.

Pockets: "Not to mention she did great in helping us save you. How did she know what to do and how to find you?"

"All that comes from me training her to be a rescue animal." Penelope explained to the Ant Hill Mob. "I taught her how to sniff trails to find me, and how to protect me and get me out of trouble. Each time Angel sees me tied up, her first little ole instinct is to start getting me loose. I also taught my kitty, Snowflake, and my bunny rabbit, Rosie, to be rescue pets, too. They too, have saved me at times."

"We sure are impressed." Clyde complimented Penelope and Angel. "You came out as a champion today, and not just in the dog show, but on those misadventures that you encountered today, especially when we were captured after the first round. But we're proud of you for staying strong and finding hope again, even when it seemed like it was gone."

"I couldn't have done any of it without you fellas." Penelope whispered as she hugged the Ant Hill Mob. "I'm so blessed that you fellas are part of my life to serve as my true guardians and that you'll do anything to keep me safe and okay. I will always love you all."

"We will always love you, Penelope." Softy sniffed.

"Thank you boys for all you've done for me when I was in peril and I needed help." A tear of joy fell from her eye. "Thank you for continuing to do so today. You are my dearest heroes, and I'll always feel safe and happy with you."

"We'll do anything to keep you safe, Penelope." Clyde promised. "Even if it means putting our own lives in peril and going over-the-top once in a while."

Like I mentioned before, with true friends such as the Ant Hill Mob, you'll never go wrong, Penelope.

"Penelope…" Pamela's voice echoed backstage.

"Mama?" Penelope said quietly as she heard her mother's voice.

"Penelope…" Paul's voice ringed.

"Dear Daddy…" Penelope was happy to hear the voice of her parents.

The spirits of Paul and Pamela returned with loving, warm smiles.

"Oh, mama! Dear Daddy!" Penelope cried in joy as she went into Pamela's loving arms as tears of joy and comfort fell from her eyes.

As Pamela held her daughter dearly, Paul laid a gentle hand on his little girl's shoulder.

"I feel so happy you returned to me." Penelope whispered. "I missed you. I miss the feel of a mother's loving embrace."

"I know how much you miss us, Penelope." Pamela said softly. "We're here now, like we always are."

"Penelope, from heaven above, we watched you find your courage and hope after you were rescued." Paul told Penelope with a proud smile. "And we watched as you bravely stood up to Mr. Sneekly, even after he lied and hurt you. We're very proud of you for that."

"And we're ever so proud of you for winning the dog show, but most of all, we're happy that you chose to give the prize away." Pamela whispered.

"Thank you, both." Penelope sniffed with happiness.

Pamela: "Penelope, promise us, that you will keep your courage when you are faced with difficult times or people who hurt you."

Paul: "And please continue to grow in grace and beauty, and always stay humble and kind in all of life's situations."

"I will…" Penelope promised her mother and father as Pamela gently cupped her cheek. "I promise you that I will do just that, no matter what. And with the Ant Hill Mob, my true guardians, with me, I will be strong and get past all of life's perils."

"You are our dearest, sweet little lamb…" Pamela whispered as she kissed Penelope's cheek. "Full of love, gentleness and innocence. Continue to be this way. We love you."

Pamela and Paul embraced Penelope one last time before fading.

"Farewell, mama! Farewell, Dear Daddy!" Penelope called as they faded. "Keep looking over me. I love you both!"

The Ant Hill Mob watched with smiles.

"What a crazy adventure." Penelope told the Mob as she turned her head and went to them. "But in the end, I came out as victorious. Again, I couldn't have done it without you. Thank you."

"You're welcome Penelope." Clyde replied as he, Penelope, Angel and the rest of the Mob prepared to leave the stadium. "Let's go home."

And so, with the dog show over and Penelope reigning victorious as champion of the Dog Show and in her perilous misadventure, our heroes return home.

The Ant Hill Mob was now seen driving Chuggaboom home, with Penelope in the back seat enjoying the ride while Angel pokes her head out Chuggaboom's window.

But as for that foul fiend, I simply must wonder.

Back at the Hooded Claw's hideout in the city, the Hooded Claw and the Bully Brothers' clothes were covered in tears from the piranhas.

"Blast those piranhas, but most of all blast that Pitstop, those meddling midgets and that stupid mutt!" The Hooded Claw growled in frustration.

But then he smiled an evil smile.

"My true identity may have been exposed, but it's not over yet. Not now, not until I get rid of that Penelope Pitstop and obtain that fortune of hers!"

He then laughed evilly.

The End

Even though I already mentioned it in Chapter 3, I'm gonna say it again anyway. This entire fanfic is dedicated in loving memory of cartoon voiceover legend Gary Owens (May 10, 1934-February 12, 2015), who served as the show's narrator. Rest easy, Mr. Owens. You were an excellent narrator for "The Perils of Penelope Pitstop!" I hope you're having fun with the rest of your "Perils" Co-Stars, Paul Lynde, Mel Blanc, Don Messick and Paul Winchell, as well as William Hanna and Joseph Barbera, probably remembering those days of making the series, which wouldn't have been possibly without you or them!