A Bouncy Orange Encounter

Waddle, patter, scoot! Being indoors all yesterday made me eager to step out, so I nudged past the heavy entrance door onto the cool front porch! Resting right on the edge of the smooth grey stone step was a bright orange, dimpled mandarin orange. Sniff, sniff! A sharp, sweet citrus perfume! I didn't hesitate—I charged forward with wide-open arms and gave it a big bouncy belly-bump. Boof! The little fruit rocked forward and began rolling down the shallow steps, gently bobbing along the textured granite while I tumbled in hot pursuit, red feet pattering excitedly behind! Poyo!