Chasing the Pink Ribbon

Whoosh! That takeaway menu blew straight over the porch railing, but guess what got snagged behind? A silky strip of bright pink curling ribbon caught right in a crack of the red brick flowerbed! I bounded down the two concrete steps to investigate. Tug! The curly end sprang right back with a cheeky boing! I wrapped both paws around the shiny strand and leaned all my weight back. Scrunch! Out popped a tiny green plastic plant label shaped like a spade, hidden under dry cedar woodchips. I planted the spade upright in the dirt like a little banner, wiped my dusty paws on my tummy, and giggled at my brand-new garden fort!