Dense Metal Obstacle

I shoved past the flagstone barrier and charged out from the compost trench into the morning air. Sunlight struck a massive galvanized zinc watering can parked squarely on the stone garden path. It looked heavy. Solid. Full of stagnant water. I lowered my head, dropped into a broad stance, and threw my entire shoulder directly into the corrugated metal flank. A loud, ringing clang vibrated straight down to my claws. The can lurched sideways, sloshing dark water over the rim into the dry gravel. A worthy challenge. The walkway is mine.