A Tiny Balance Test

I trotted past the rocking chair and noticed a smooth, hollow acorn cap sitting rim-down right beside a shiny brass flathead screw. I paused, tilting my head in calm curiosity to inspect the screw's slotted top. It stood completely upright like a tiny pillar. Leaving two such neat little pieces apart seemed a missed opportunity. Stepping forward with brisk resolve, I tapped the acorn cap with my snout, flipping it cup-up, and then carefully nudged it with both front hooves until its rounded base balanced squarely on the brass screw head. It swayed once, caught its groove, and held! Standing tall beside my tiny pedestal, I puffed out my chest and chirped: 'Junglelove!'