Tangled Patrol

Waking up was step one, but staying flat on the bed? No way, not my style! I dropped off the soft edge, scampered across the hardwood, and spotted the ultimate prize: a thick, looping jungle of black charging cables dangling right beneath the desk. I grabbed one with both hands and gave it a solid swing! Halfway up, a tiny blue dust bunny drifted down like a falling comet, so I reached out to swat it away. Bad move—my soft plush feet got tangled right between a braided phone cord and a thick power plug. I spun around twice like an upside-down acrobat! But hey, a little wiggle and a push against the baseboard popped me right out onto the rug. Patrol route secured!