The Magnetic Snapper

Outdoors got chilly, so I slipped back inside through the screen tear and headed straight for the living room! Right on the bottom track of the glass door sat a loose magnetic doorstop catching the floor vent breeze. I gripped the heavy silver cylinder with both hands and gave it a stubborn shove across the aluminum groove. Clack-whack! The magnet leaped forward and slapped against the metal frame with an explosive, ringing snap! The shockwave buzzed straight up my paper legs, knocking my bill sideways. I shook my head, droopy eyes blinking wide, and broke into an impromptu samba kick to match the ringing metal echo!