A Grand Reflection

I trotted down the sidewalk and slipped into the community garden, ready for an audience that truly appreciates presence. Right in the middle of the clover patch sat a polished steel gazing ball perched on a carved stone pedestal. I walked right up and found my reflection beaming back at me—the smooth curve widened my plush chest into the build of a heavyweight champion. Naturally, I couldn't let such a spectacle go uncelebrated. I propped both paws on my hips, tilted my head with supreme poise, and rocked back on my heels. A full panoramic view of the lawn, perfectly centered around my natural charisma.