Popping the Silicone Cups

I stepped onto the slick kitchen linoleum and spotted a bright teal silicone ice cube tray resting flat by the pantry cupboard! Squatting down on my plush feet, I pressed my rounded paw into the center of the first flexible square cup. Plop-pop! The soft rubber bottom gave way under my weight and popped inside out with a crisp, rubbery snap. I leaned my tummy forward, nudging the next row with two firm pats—pop, boing! Flipping five squishy pockets upside down made the funniest rhythmic clatter, like little rubber drums bouncing under my paws.