A special thanks to all who visited this story when it was first published. I'm touched that you were all inspired by what I wrote. And I hope that you all enjoy the next chapter of this story.

The following contains scenes that include discrimination and harsh judgment. My apologize if any of you dislike what occurs here. I respect all individuals of different shapes, sizes and colors. Please know that I mean no disrespect to anyone.

I do not own Paw Patrol, nor do I own its characters. I only own Jessie and Terra.

Also, there's an important message at the end that you must read.

Scene 5: Town Hall is now filled with people and pups, Ryder and the Paw Patrol are there too

Skye: "I can't believe all the pups who showed up for the Claw Control Tryouts."

Chase: "I can't believe the pups who are going to compete in the tryouts."

Sweetie is walking with her toy, Buzzbee: "Once I win these tryouts and become a member of the Claw Control, everyone in Barkingburg will have to make me their queen."

Sid is talking to Arby. "Arby, once you become a member of the Claw Control, you'll be able to access anything in Foggy Bottom. I need need need everything there!"

Arby: "Um, Captain Boss Mister Sid Sir, what exactly is in Foggy Bottom? You and I have never been there."

Sid: "I'm not quite sure. But whatever they have, we'll take it!"

Claw, the Duke and Jon Claw meet Moby and his squid.

Claw: "Hello there. My name is Sir Claw, future member of the Claw Control."

Duke: "And I am the Duke of Flappington and this is Jon Claw."

Moby: "Merverlous to meet you. I'm Moby and this is MicSquidly. I'm here for the Claw Control Tryouts too."

Duke: "You better hope they're allowing more than one member of this team. Cause Claw here is going to win for sure."

Claw: "And once I do, all of Barkingburg will see that I am worthy of being a knight and will have to re-knight me."

Duke: "And the first thing you'll do is invite your dragon to the castle and scare away the princess. Then, I'll claim it and the thrown!"

Moby: "You have a pet dragon?"

Claw: "Yes. But Sparks had to stay behind, since dragons get seasick when flying over open ocean. Still, I don't need a dragon to win. Afterall, it is called Claw Control and my name is Claw. Although, I do still need a partner for part of the tryouts."

Moby: "Well, if you want to win, I'm the pup you need." He demonstrates his robotic tentacles. "With my inventions, I'm going to own these games. Then, I'll be able to get all the cool stuff in Foggy Bottom that will help improve all of my inventions. Including one that will freeze all those meddling merpups, so that I can finally have some peace and quiet in Puplantis."

The Ruff Ruff Pack arrives.

Hubcab: "Remember, once we become members of this Claw Control or whatever, everyone will have to show us respect."

Gasscet: "Then, they'll have to allow us to do whatever we want!"

Dwanye: "But, what if we don't win the tryouts?"

Hubcab. "There's three of us. So at least one of us is sure to win. And I know which one of us that will be."

Gasscet: "Me too."

Ryder and the Paw Patrol all watch by the street.

Marshall: "I'm not so sure about any of these pups joining a rescue crew."

Zuma: "I know. Most of them only want to join for their own needs."

Ryder: "Remember pups, this is Mayor Humdinger's team. We shouldn't judge who wins the tryouts and who doesn't."

Skye: "Ryder's right. Besides, three other pups are supposed to arrive soon."

Rocky: "Including a Rottweiler." He whines.

Rubble: "Rocky, you seem pretty upset. Is there something bothering you?"

Rocky: "It's just that, Rottweilers are said to be really big and strong. And they bite harder than a lion. What if the Rottweiler that's coming is as mean as what I've heard about them?"

Chase: "Just because someone's big and strong doesn't make them mean."

Skye: "Yeah, maybe they're really friendly."

Rocky: "I don't know. Rottie Academy is where the toughest, meanest Rottweilers are trained to become guard dogs. Whoever is coming from there is sure to be bad."

Ryder: "Rocky, you shouldn't judge someone based on where they came from or what they look like."

Marshall: "Yeah. It's all about who they are."

Jessie and Alex arrive at Town Hall, where everyone else is. Mr. Porter also arrives in his truck.

Mr. Porter: "Hey pups. Alex and I brought goodies to the event."

Rubble wags happily. "They all look so yummy!"

Mr. Porter: "I'm just glad that Alex's new friend was kind enough to help hull all of these goodies here. Without her, we wouldn't have been able to bring as much."

Alex hops off of the back of the pick-up: "Ryder, pups, you have to meet Jessie. She's so nice, kind and helped me save Squeaks." Squeaks is on his shoulder.

Jessie hops out of her pick-up truck. "Howdy hay, Adventure Bay!"

When they see Jessie; Cassie grabs her kids and hides behind a tree, Arby hops into Sid's arms then Sid runs into bushes, Sweetie hides behind her Princess, Claw with Duke and Moby hide behind the stage, Francois jumps back into Captain Turbit's arms, the Ruff Ruff Pack all run underneath the stage, Rocky hides in Mayor Goodway's tulips.

Ryder: "Hi Jessie. Welcome to Adventure Bay."

Marshall: "It's nice to meet you."

Chase: "Thank you for helping Alex and Squeak."

Skye: "That was very nice of you to do."

Zuma: "Awesome ride you got there."

Rubble: "Rocky, aren't you going to say hi?"

Jessie: "Oh, we've met. Howdy there again, Rocky."

Rocky shivers in the tulips. "Um… I'm not here!"

His friends all look at him with confused glances.

Rubble: "Rocky, what's wrong? Don't you want to say hi to Jessie?"

Rocky: "She scared the Ruff Ruff Pack away."

Alex: "Only because they were trying to hurt Squeaks. Jessie came and stopped them."

Zuma: "Wow, that was very brave of you, Jessie."

Skye: "Yeah, those Ruff Ruffs are real bullies. Good thing you were there before they caused really bad trouble."

Jessie: "Awe, it wasn't much now. All I did was tell them that usin' a mouse for a ball weren't very nice."

Farmer Al: "Why, is that my little puppy niece I see?"

Jessie leaps into his arms. "Howdy, Uncle Al!" She licks him.

Ryder and the pups: "Uncle Al?"

Farmer Al: "Yep. Jessie here lives on my brother Cal's farm. It's good to see you again, Jessie."

Jessie: "It's mighty kind to see ya too, Uncle Al. Ya too, Aunt Yumi." She leaps out of his arms. "Y'all were right about Adventure Bay. It be much different from the farm. But it sure is lots of fun!"

Farmer Yumi: "We're so glad that you were able to visit."

Alex comes up to pet her. "Yeah, it's so much fun! I can show you around if you want."

Jessie: "That'd be mighty kind of you, Alex."

Daring Danny arrives on his skateboard. "Hey, guys! Daring Danny has arrived for…"

Danny sees Jessie and quickly crashes behind some bushes, where he peaks his head out of.

Danny: "Alex, don't go near that pup. It's dangerous!"

Everyone who is friendly to Jessie gasps.

Alex: "Jessie's not dangerous. She saved Squeaks."

Cassy peaks her head out while she shields her children. "Danny's right. Don't you know what kind of pup that is?"

Jessie tilts her hat. "Well, I know that I be a farm pup. But that don't mean that you city foke need to be fearful of me."

Hubcab: "We're not scared of where you came from. We're scared of what breed you are."

Alex: "Breed?"

Marshall: "It's what people refer to different types of pups. Like how I'm a Dalmatian."

Chase: "And I'm a German Shepherd."

Skye: "I'm a Cockapoo."

Zuma: "I'm a chocolate Lab."

Rubble: "I'm a Bulldog. And Rocky, you're a… Actually, you've never really told us what breed of pup you are."

Rocky is still hiding. "I'm definitely not what that pup is." He points to Jessie.

Marshall looks confused. "What's so wrong about being a Boxer like Jessie?"

Jessie: "Oh, I'd be no Boxer, friend. I'm a…"

Marshall: "Wait, let me guess. A Mastiff? Bull Terrier? Poodle?"

Jessie: "Actually, I'd be called a…"

Mayor Humdinger shows up. "What is all the ruckus about? And why is every pup entering the event hiding? This is supposed to be tryouts for rescue pups. Not for scaredy…"

He sees Jessie and panics. His kitties hide in their carrier. The mayor rushes up the stage.

Mayor Humdinger: "A Pit Bull?! What is a Pit Bull doing here?"

Jessie: "I'd prefer to be called Pit Terrier, if y'all don't mind."

Sweetie: "Whatever! You're a Pit Bull, no less. And as the royal pup, I refuse to have someone like you around my princess."

The Princess: "Sweetie, that's very rude! Just because Jessie's a certain pup breed doesn't mean that we should make her leave."

Francois: "Sweetie is right, I do declare. Pit Bulls are one of the most dangerous pups in the world."

Dwayne: "They attack other pups that come close to them."

Cassie: "Kids aren't safe with them."

Arby: "They're all right. Pit Bulls are bad."

Skye: "That can't be true."

Mayor Humdinger: "Well, it is with Pit Bulls like her."

Captain Turbit lets go of his cousin and walks over to Jessie: "Not really. Pit Bulls are just like any other pup. Some are mean, while others can be really nice once you get to know them."

Francois hides with Danny: "On contrary, my dear cousin, I'm afraid you are mistaken."

Mayor Humdinger: "That's right! All Pit Bulls are mean puppies. That's why we don't allow them in Foggy Bottom."

Zuma: "Whoa, you mean you don't let any pups like Jessie into your town?"

Mayor Humdinger: "That's right. Any pup who looks like her is bound to be dangerous."

His kitties meow agreeably.

Julia: "Gosh, Mayor Humdinger, it sounds like you're judging Jessie just by how she looks."

Captain Turbit: "Apologize for their behavior, Jessie. Some people judge others based on how they look. But that doesn't make it right." He frowns at Francois.

Jessie frowns and takes her hat off. "My apologize too. Had no idea that some fokes thought that way about them pups like me." She whines.

A Siamese kitty with a spiky collar rides in on a military truck.

Terra: "Well, they shouldn't. Hi, I'm Terra! I couldn't help overhearing your little discussion here." She paws Jessie's shoulder. "I don't think you're dangerous just because you're a Pit Bull."

Mayor Humdinger: "And how would you know whether Pit Bulls are bad or not?"

Terra: "I don't know much about Pit Bulls. But I do know what it's like to be judged because of how you look." She turns to Jessie. "Pit Terriers aren't the only pups that some people think are dangerous just because of how they look. A lot of people are scared of me because I'm a Rottweiler."

Everyone looks confused.

Rocky: "You're the Rottweiler from the Rottie Academy?"

Terra confronts him with a growl.

Terra: "You got a problem with that?"

Rocky: "It's just that, you don't really look…"

Terra: "I might look strong and tough, but that don't mean that I'm dangerous. I only use my Rottweiler strength when necessary." She looks at all the scared people and pups. "And for any trouble-makers."

Moby: "Regardless, there ought to be no dangerous pups here. So, I suggest that Pit Bull and so-called Rottweiler leave!"

Skye: "Hey, that's not very nice."

Marshall: "Yeah, no one should be treated any differently just because of how they look."

Jessie: "It'll be alright. I don't want to cause y'all any fiddling. So, I'll just get a move on. Was nice meetin' y'all though."

Skye: "But you just got here. Don't you want to stay a little longer?"

Jessie: "Last thing I'd like is to start some trouble. Was nice meetin' y'all. But I ought to go."

Mayor Goodway: "Not so fast. Unlike some towns, here in Adventure Bay, we take pride in allowing others to be accepted for who they are. And as mayor of this fine town, I degree that no person nor pup is to be judged simply by what they look like. Jessie, I insist that you at least stay for the event. Since it's your first time here in Adventure Bay, we would like to express our friendliest manner towards you."

Julia: "What Auntie Mayor said. Please stay."

Jessie: "Well now, who would turn down that kind offer. I'd be honored to stick around."

Mayor Goodway: "Marvelous! Now, Mayor Humdinger, since the Claw Control Tryouts are being held in Adventure Bay and you never wrote any rules allowing only specific breeds to enter."

Mayor Humdinger: "Actually, I never wrote any rules."

Mayor Goodway: "Therefore, Jessie is eligible to enter the event."

Mayor Humdinger: "Fine. But she better not go anywhere near my kitties!"

Danny: "Or me."

Scene 6: Mayor Humdinger delivers a speech on stage

Mayor Humdinger: "Alright everyone! The Claw Control Tryouts will be held at noon later today. Ten pups have entered, but only a few will be selected as members of the Claw Control. The tryouts will consist of six events: Skills, Gadgets, Vehicles, Teamwork, Benefits, and Rescue. So be prepared to put on your best for all of them. Till then, meet back here soon."

Marshall: "Hey, Jessie, we're heading back to the Lookout to play. You want to join us?"

Jessie: "Why, I'd be happy to! As long as y'all don't mind."

Chase: "We wouldn't mind at all. We love to have new friends over to play with."

Skye: "Terra, you want to come too?"

Terra: "Thanks, but I'd rather check around town for any trouble. A guard dog's job is never done. But I'll meet you guys back here soon."

Terra rides off. Rocky is still in the tulips.

Rubble: "Rocky, don't you want to come back with us."

Rocky: "I'll catch-up later. I have to… Check these tulips. They're a mess!"

Rubble: "They look fine to me."

Rocky: "Trust me, I need to be here."

The rest of the Paw Patrol leaves. Rocky's relieved.

I do not mean to offend anyone who was a victim of judgement based on looks. The only reason why I include it here is to show kids how wrongful it is to judge based on looks alone. I also want to teach others that calling a dog dangerous mainly due to what it looks like is no different from judging someone based on looks alone. In hopes that it would influence enough people to put an end to Breed Specific Legislation.

If you're wondering why I didn't include Buster as one of the pups trying out for the Claw Control it's mostly because I worked on this fanfic before the monster truck specials came out. Plus, I wouldn't think Mayor Humdinger would want Buster after that pup endangered his mother. I certainly wouldn't. Would you?

One other thing, I am aware that Terra means "earth." I just thought that name fit Terra's character the most. Plus, who doesn't love the Scooby Doo song "Terror Time?"

P.S. Most of you have probably found out about the horrific story of Peanut, the famous internet squirrel who had been euthanized unnecessarily. Peanut the squirrel had been rescued by a kind man who cared for Peanut after his mother had been killed. After nursing him back to health, the man did try to release him as all wildlife rescuers are supposed to do. But Peanut had become so attached to him that he wouldn't leave. And so, Peanut spent the next seven years in the man's care and even inspired his owner to start an animal sanctuary in New York. Then, tragedy happened. Unexpectedly, Peanut's home was raided by New York Government Officials who took possession of Peanut, along with a raccoon named Fred. The animals were brought to a facility where they were euthanized shortly after their arrival merely because they weren't sure whether the animals had rabies or not. Keep in mind that while squirrels can contract rabies, it's extremely rare and most die within minutes if contracted. And no squirrel that has been infected with rabies has ever known to transmit it to humans nor any other animals. The fact that these so-called Now York State Officials euthanized a squirrel merely because they were worried that he had rabies says that there's more to it than that. The whole point of wildlife seizures is to rescue an animal that is being mistreated or illegally owned. I don't think just anyone should have a wild animal as a pet and agree that if someone did, they ought to have permits that are approved by wildlife officials to own one. But keep in mind that this man had Peanut for seven years and was planning on getting permits to legally own him. Yet, these people never even gave them a chance and killed both Peanut and Fred shortly after taking them. What's worse, if the government raided someone's home just to retrieve a squirrel and raccoon that they'd planned on euthanizing because they had concerns about the animals' well-beings, then is any animal in the United States safe? Or could this be about another issue that has not been discussed as much as is should? About how animal rescues, shelters and even wildlife facilities are overbooked with the massive number of animals being taken in. This year alone, several dogs in Apache County, Arizona were shot by a police officer because there was nowhere to put them. In Washington State County, eleven stray dogs came onto a woman's porch seeking shelter on Halloween because the nearest shelter is refusing to take in anymore animals, not to mention that they left multiple cats running loose outside. And Gunner, the sweet family dog who was also put down unnecessarily by a shelter in Texas just hours after they brought him in. So many heart breaking stories of animals suffering because of the full capacity of shelters and rescues. Were Peanut and Fred really euthanized because of the overwhelming numbers of animals in facilities and there just wasn't enough space for them? Whether that's the case or not, Peanut, you will always be in our hearts. As for Peanut's owner, your best friend will not die in vain. We shall keep his story alive so that this will never happen again. And rest assure, I will do all that I can to see that Peanut is given the justice that he deserves. But lets not forget about all the other animals that deserve justice. Fight not just for Peanut. Fight also for Thea, the wolf cub who was tortured by a monster of a man in Wyoming. Their lives mattered. It might be too late to save them, but it's not too late to save other animals from suffering as they did. We must keep their names alive. One state official is already trying to establish a law to ensure the safe welfare of wildlife in human care in honor of Peanut. And if enough of us work together, we can rescue all other animals from suffering in the hands of monsters as Thea and Peanut did. One other thing, Peanut's Freedom Farm still has over 300 rescued animals that rely on donations to pay for their care. Most of it came from Peanut's social media account. Now that Peanut is gone, the sanctuary will need all the help it can get. Please, keep Peanut's legacy alive by keeping his Freedom Farm alive. Tell all your friends and loved ones about Peanut's Freedom Farm and how they can help all of those rescued animals that still need all the help they can get. It would be the best way to honor Peanut and Fred's memories.