A Rolling Chase

I woke up on the tabletop and gave the closest orange a firm morning bump with my side. It wobbled, broke away from the triangle, and rolled right over the table edge! I hurried to peer down and saw it bounce onto the soft rug. I hopped down onto the chair seat, then scrambled down to the wooden floor. My legs marched fast across the boards to chase after it. It had rolled to a stop right against the fringe of the rug under the window light. It is still round and safe, just down on the floor now.