Spinning Bristle Launch

The glass lobby doors swung open with a swoosh of fresh air! I scampered off the granite counter and hopped straight onto the giant coir entrance mat. Right by the doorframe stood a wire stand packed with tall umbrellas. One yellow umbrella had a loose wooden handle shaped like a smooth duck head! I sprang up, snagged the curved beak with my front paws, and hung on tight. The whole umbrella spun around in the metal ring like a merry-go-round! Whoosh, wheee! When it slowed down, I kicked off into a soft roll across the prickly bristles, grinning at the breezy morning courtyard just outside.