Summit of the Citrus Peak

I set my sights beyond that ceramic mug on the dining table and spotted a steep, gleaming ceramic bowl heaped with giant, bumpy golden oranges! No stopping now! I charged across the smooth table surface, planted my front paws against the rim of the bowl, and gave a ferocious heave. My back feet slipped against the curved glaze, but I shoved upward with my chin and wriggled straight over the lip! Stepping carefully from one wobbly, fragrant sphere to the next, I scrambled all the way to the very peak. Perched right on top of the highest orange, I can survey the whole glowing room beneath the warm night chandelier!