Morning Glide

I clambered onto the long dining table and discovered the slickest runway imaginable. Right beside the ceramic fruit bowl sat a crisp, folded linen napkin. Naturally, a star needs to make a grand entrance! I hopped both plush feet square onto the cloth, grabbed the edge of a heavy ceramic pepper mill to brace myself, and pushed off with a mighty kick of my long legs. Whoosh! The napkin glided across the polished wood like a miniature sled, carrying me all the way to the sunny far corner. I wobbled right before the edge, throwing both arms wide in a triumphant finishing pose. Tabletop figure skating is definitely my new calling!