The Slippery Cold Treasure

A clear, shiny block was resting right by the refrigerator, catching the afternoon sun. I crept up to it, let out a fierce little growl, and tapped it with my nose. It shot straight across the smooth floor like a rocket! With an eager bark, I scrambled after it, my claws clattering wildly against the cool tiles. I threw my weight forward and trapped the slippery prize firmly between my paws. When I poked it with my tongue, a shock of frosty water flooded my mouth! I gave a happy chirp and licked the shivering cube, chasing every melting droplet until only a damp ring remained.