“Oh, dear!” Minnie sighed. She wiped up the mess, but now the blanket was all sticky. Then, a sneaky breeze blew her paper plates right into the bushes. “My plates!” she cried.
“Thank you, Toodles!” she said, giving the little gadget a gentle pat. “And thank you, everyone, for saving the day!” minnie's picnic oh toodles
She grabbed the tongs, scampered to the bushes, and carefully— clink, clink —plucked each paper plate from the twigs. “Thank you, Toodles!” she cheered. “Oh, dear
Just as she finished arranging the sandwiches, grapes, and cake on the plates, a little purple bird landed on the picnic basket. “My plates
That’s when she remembered. She pulled a tiny, red, polka-dotted gadget from her bow. “Oh, Toodles!” she called out.
She dabbed the sponge in a little puddle of water and gently patted the blanket until it was clean and dry.