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“No job is too big, no pup is too small!” said Ryder. “Skye, we need air support!”

The old bathtub was now a magnificent ship. The blue tarp was a sail, the birdhouse was the captain’s cabin, and the plastic bottles were pontoons to keep it steady. He painted a giant paw print on the side.

“This pup’s gotta fly!” Skye swooped down with her helicopter. She dangled a net just above the water. With a perfect swoop, she scooped up the soggy, headless swan. PAW Patrol

“My original boat is loose!” cried Mayor Goodway. “If it gets tangled in the racers, there will be a tissue-paper disaster!”

Chickaletta, still purple from the paint incident, waddled over and sat proudly on the front of the bathtub. “No job is too big, no pup is too small

The pups slid down their poles with a flurry of paws and a chorus of “Ryder needs us!”

“Great work today, team,” said Ryder. “We fixed a festival, saved a swan, and kept the river clean.” He painted a giant paw print on the side

“I’m not just muddy, I’m… glittery!” Marshall giggled, sneezing a puff of sparkles.

“Everything is perfect!” she chirped. “The river is calm, the sun is shining, and my swan is— CHICKALETTA!”

That was her signal. She blew a squeaky whistle she kept for emergencies.