A Little Paw Tap

The ground under my back felt firm and bumpy. I blinked. My little paws were curled near my chest, just like always... but then, one paw wiggled. I waited, listening closely. Gently, very slowly, I lowered one brown paw down to touch the raised ridges beside me. Tap, tap. It was cool and solid. I can move, can't I? I stayed still on my back, quietly resting my paw against the rubber pattern.