PAW Patrol Mission PAW: Pups Save A Missing Pup

PAW Patrol Mission PAW: Pups Save A Missing Pup

The sun shone brightly over Adventure Bay, as the pups screeched to a halt in front of Mr. Porter's restaurant.

"Ryder! You found my favorite cap!" Alex cried excitedly, as he ran across the yard to meet them.

"Yep, Chase found it pretty quickly." Ryder smiled, as the boy placed the cap on his head; beaming as brightly as the sun itself.

"Yeah! It was stuck under the merry-go-'round." Chase told him, grinning humorously.

"Thank you so much for helping Alex find his cap." Mr. Porter said, placing a hand on his grandson's shoulder from behind. "Please, let me get you and the pups a treat."

"Sure, why not, they've all been really good pups today." Ryder replied, grinning around at his team.

"Cool!" The PAW Patrol cheered, hopping out of their trucks, and running towards the building.

"Hello Ryder! Hello pups!" Mayor Goodway greeted cheerfully, carrying her precious pet, Chickaletta, in her purse.

"Hi, Mayor Goodway!" Ryder waved as she approached. "What's up?"

"Oh nothing, I was just coming to get Chickaletta some iced corn treats. Today is gonna be a very warm day again!" The Mayor fanned her face with her hand, further demonstrating her words.

"Sure thing, Mayor Goodway!" Mr. Porter said. After setting down the last slice of watermelon in front of the pups. "I'll be right back."

Then he disappeared back into the restaurant. The pups had already dug into their slices of watermelon, their tails wagging with the pleasure of the sweet juicy food that now filled their bellies. Chase looked up and licked his lips, the watermelon juice dripping down his face. He, then, took a drink of the water Mr. Porter had left for them. The restaurant owner in question soon returned, holding the bag of frozen treats.

"Here it is," he announced, holding the bag up as he approached. But before he could hand it to the Mayor, it began to slip out of his hands. He fumbled with it trying to regain a grip, but it slipped out, hit the ground, and slid across the ground.

"I got it!" Chase called, racing after the sliding bag. The frozen corn treats slid to a stop at someone's feet. Chase screeched to a halt and was about to pick it up, when a hand beat him to it. The German Shepherd rolled his eyes up to meet the friendly face of the man in front of him. His light green eyes kindly gazing down at him.

"I guess this is yours?" He said, holding it out to the pup.

"Uh...well.. not exactly." Chase answered slowly.

"Chase, you coming?" Ryder called. The pup looked over his shoulder, then back to the man.

"Chase huh." The man said, studying the blue police star on the German Shepherd's pup-tag. "I used to know a pup named Chase."

"You did?" The pup asked, cocking his head. Then he noticed the badge on the man's shirt, and the symbol inscribed on it.

"Hey, you're a policeman too?" Chase vocalized his observation.

"Yeah, I used to train police pups just like you." The man replied, smiling at the memories that played in his head.

"Did it for a long time." He gazed off thoughtfully.

"You don't do it anymore?" Chase questioned, cocking his head the other way and raising an eyebrow.

"No," the stranger replied quietly. His eyes falling to the floor. "I quit a few years ago."