Belly to the Silver Dome

Too much sitting inside corners! I bounded straight into the kitchen, hopped from the wooden stool, and scrambled up onto the cool stone counter. Right in front of me sat a giant, shiny metal kettle. Whoa! My reflection inside the curved belly stretched out super wide, with enormous wobbling eyes! Hehe! I lunged forward and slapped both paws flat against the cold chrome. The whole silver dome wobbled on its base with a sharp clink, sending funny distorted ripples right through my reflected grin. Best curved mirror ever!