The Wooden Mountain

I scrambled across the rug at top speed to explore the towering wooden shelves! Right on the lowest wooden ledge, a row of huge colorful books leaned like fallen prehistoric trees. I ducked low, cautious at first, sniffing the paper and dry wood. Then I noticed a small red plastic spinner from a board game trapped between two thick book spines. With a solid nudge of my snout and a determined wiggle of my heavy tail club, I knocked the spinner free! It skittered across the floor, spinning wildly. What a magnificent discovery!