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Chickaletta, still purple from the paint incident, waddled over and sat proudly on the front of the bathtub.

It was a sunny morning in Adventure Bay, and the air smelled of cotton candy and popcorn. The annual Float Your Boat Festival was about to begin! Everyone had built small, decorated boats to race down the river that ran through the park.

That evening, as the sun set over Adventure Bay, the pups shared a pup-tub full of ice cream. PAW Patrol

Just as the race was about to start, a gust of wind blew Cheepers II’s headless, tissue-paper body into the river. It drifted toward the starting line.

Her pet chicken, Chickaletta, was pecking at the ribbon that held the swan’s head on. With a POP , the head fell off, rolled down the dock, and landed in a bucket of purple paint. Chickaletta, still purple from the paint incident, waddled

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

The pups slid down their poles with a flurry of paws and a chorus of “Ryder needs us!” Everyone had built small, decorated boats to race

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