The Grand Prehistoric Spotlight

Evening called for a mighty return from my sidewalk safari, and I strutted right back into the living room! Resting beside the low bookshelf was a small, round metal reading flashlight, lying flat like a slumbering firefly. I stomped up to inspect my conquest and stomped down hard with my bulky clawed foot. CLICK! A blinding beam shot straight up into the ceiling gloom! The sudden flash gave me such a start that my chubby tail bumped the shelf, knocking down a red knitted woolen sock right onto my snout! Did an ancient star panic? Never! With the spotlight blazing behind me and a festive red tassel flopping over my nose, I thrust both stubby arms skyward in an operatic triumph, letting out a booming, giggly roar!