The bridge was a series of rolling logs. Pluto stepped on one and slipped, his paws sliding sideways.
The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse was buzzing with a special kind of morning energy. Outside the big red doors, a banner read: "Pluto's Best in Show: The Great Doggy Dash." picking the mouseketools in pluto's best
At the starting line, the tunnel was dark and rustled with leaves. Pluto refused to go in. The bridge was a series of rolling logs
And the clubhouse sparkled, because in Pluto’s best, friendship—and the right Mousketool—always won. Outside the big red doors, a banner read:
Toodles, the floating red toolbox, beeped into the clubhouse and spun open. Inside were five objects: a feather duster, a rubber bone, a small fan, a roll of duct tape, and a banana.
"Don't worry, Pluto," said Minnie, patting his head. "We'll pick the right Mouseketools."
"Don't forget the Mouseketools!" Mickey sang. He looked at the feather duster. "Soft, not scary." He tied it to a stick and gently brushed Pluto's nose. Pluto wagged his tail—it tickled! Then Mickey used the feather duster to sweep the leaves out of the tunnel. Pluto saw the light at the other end and zoomed right through.