Chapter 3

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Dog treats. Chew toys. Food and water bowls. Blankets. Winter Gear. My pup pack. Looks like I got everything, thought Marshall as he wrapped them all up and put them in his trunk.

Marshall, donned in his uniform, got on his firetruck and turned it on. He stopped himself from hitting the gas pedal and turned towards the tower for one last look. The Lookout had been such a great place to live, and being part of Paw Patrol were some of the best times of his life. Ryder had been a great owner, and the best big brother ever. Chase was his best friend, and always looked after him. Everyone else was like family to him, and he thought their days as friends would never end.

Until now.

"So long, Paw Patrol," whimpered Marshall before he pressed the gas pedal and quietly left the Lookout.

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