A Swift Glide

I gave a firm nudge with my bottom rubber feet against the sofa base, and whoosh—I skidded right across the polished hardwood! There was zero fuzz to hold me back this morning, just a clean, swift glide over the shiny boards. I spun half a turn and bumped softly to a halt right at the sunny border of the woven rug. Ready to see if we can slide even farther next time?