Leo, Barney and Kimba kind of hit the road when Bernie's tail went up, but for some Danny wanted to make friends. Danny waited and Bernie slowly made his way over to him. They each studied and sniffed each other. Danny said, "Want to play?" Bernie said, "Want to race I am a pretty good runner." Danny said so was he. "Let's race to that far tree." "Ready, set, Go!" Off they went. They each couldn't believe it for they reached the tree at the same time. They spotted a berry bush that they each knew and headed towards it.
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