Porch Percussion with Gerry Giraffe

I marched my chunky tootsies down the sidewalk to the garden shop and spotted a set of hollow bamboo wind chimes dangling low from an awning hook! Naturally, I couldn't just walk past. I hopped up onto a sturdy wooden plant crate, leaned forward, and gave the round wooden clapper a solid nudge with my snout. CLONK-thwack! The thick bamboo pipes knocked together with the deepest, richest hollow rattle you ever heard! My tail started twitching on the spot. I wiggled my hips, balanced on one foot, and tapped the longest tube with my plush tootsie, turning the whole breeze into my very own funky backyard drum solo!