Spinning on the Card Rack

I trotted along the sunny brick sidewalk and spotted a tall wire postcard rack spinning lazily in the breeze! Every little metal pocket held a bright, colorful card that fluttered like a paper wing. With a bouncy hop, I grabbed the bottom wire rung and hoisted myself right onto the frame to peek at a card painted with big orange pumpkins! Squeak-whir! My weight gave the carousel an unexpected push, and whoosh—it started twirling like a merry-go-round! I held tight to the wire bar with both paws while my long floppy ears streamed straight out behind me. When the spin finally slowed, I was tucked snugly right between two shiny cards, giggling at the dizzy blue sky!