Sticking the Drop-in

That thick sketchbook leaning against a ceramic mug looked way too much like a skate ramp to ignore. I shook out my paws, took four quick strides across the desk mat, and launched straight onto the slick cover. I slid down the curve fast, caught a tiny bit of air at the bottom edge, and landed flat on both feet right beside a pile of paperclips. Solid landing—didn't even wobble! My balance is way sharper than I thought.