Rattling the Spool

I scrambled down the chair armrest and dropped softly onto the desk's lower shelf to check out the shadows! Right between two stacks of notebook paper, my snout bumped into an empty wooden spool. It wobbled and began rolling away with a hollow clatter! I scurried after it, digging my heels into the shelf to block its path. Bracing my front paws against the round edge, I gave one stubborn heave until the heavy reel flipped upright with a solid thump. It stands like a sturdy little stump now, and tapping its hollow center makes the neatest echoing click!