A Rolling Discovery

I wiggled free from the wooden table leg and set my sights on the long, shiny hallway floor! With a bouncy heave, I tumbled forward corner-over-corner until my soft plush side collided with a small red plastic dustpan leaning against the wall. Clatter-clack! It tipped down flat against the baseboard like a smooth, ready-made ramp. Naturally, I couldn't resist—I squished down, gave a mighty squeaky hop, and wedged my square belly right into the dustpan's rim, rocking back and forth like a bright yellow scoop ready for action!