A Bouncy Gallop

I marched back from the hardware shop into the living room, ready to find Molly. You had a grand idea about an inflatable bouncy ride, and right in the sunlit patch of carpet sat a bright yellow vinyl bouncy hopper shaped like a pony! I hoisted Molly out of her teacup lookout, slung her over my shoulder, and marched over. Squeezing onto the squeaky vinyl saddle, I pulled Molly onto the back behind me and wrapped her yarn arms snug around my waist. With a brisk flex of my knees, I kicked against the woven rug, sending the rubber base into a rhythmic, springy bound. We bounced higher with each hop, Molly gripping tight without a squeak!