Crunchy Red Umbrella

A tiny crack in the screen door was open! Chirp! I squeezed my tummy right through, tumbling out onto the sunlit wooden porch. Tap, tap went my paws against the warm planks! Chirp chirp! Suddenly—flutter! A crisp, dry red leaf floated down from above, landing right before my nose with a soft scrape. I reached out and patted the crackly tip. Scritch! It rattled! I nudged it forward with both front paws, but a little gust of morning air tipped it right over, balancing over my head like a crunchy red sunhat. Chirp... the outside is full of surprises!