A Solid Rubber Foothold

Darkness rolled over the garden, so I scurried back inside through the door gap to settle down for the night! Right in the entryway sat a wide, shallow rubber tray lined with raised diamond treads. Parked inside were two giant muddy rain boots standing like twin dark towers. I scrambled right up onto the heel ridge of the nearest boot, gave the firm rubber rim a celebratory kick, and sat back against the sturdy ankle cuff. It caught all the grit from my garden run, making the perfect dry shelter to rest my boots!