It's a blusterous, gusterous, dusterous day and Hairy Maclary is ready to play. So he trots down to the park where, while enjoying a game of catch, he comes across a windblown wedding party. Poor Grandmother Pugh tries to hold on to her hat, but the wind whistles through it and blows it clean away. ...

It's a blusterous, gusterous, dusterous day and Hairy Maclary is ready to play. So he trots down to the park where, while enjoying a game of catch, he comes across a windblown wedding party. Poor Grandmother Pugh tries to hold on to her hat, but the wind whistles through it and blows it clean away. It's no problem for Hairy Maclary, though.