A Crunchy Blue Pop

I waddled past the pantry door and spotted a little square of bubble wrap tucked under a cereal box. One single round bubble was puffed up tall, filled with trapped morning air! I padded close on my soft rubber feet, lowered my nose, and gave the smooth plastic dome a gentle lick—it tasted cleanly of cool film. Feeling my morning bounce bubble right up, I braced my little paws, leaped into the air, and smashed straight down on it. *Pop!* A sharp, cheerful snap burst right against my tummy, tickling all my rubber spikes with a tiny breeze.