Chalk Runway

I slipped past the gate and strutted down the sunny sidewalk to give the neighborhood a taste of real drama. Right beside the curb lay an absolute treasure: a chunky stub of bright red sidewalk chalk. Obviously, a gray street without glamour is completely unacceptable! Clamping both plush paws around the thick plaster cylinder, I dragged it across the rough concrete with all my might. The chalk screeched deliciously, leaving a bold, powdery scarlet line that curved straight around a pavement crack. Who needs boring pavement when you can sketch your own haute couture runway right into the city?