Through the Gap

Waiting around isn't my style, so when someone finally pushed open that giant glass door from outside, I didn't hesitate. I zipped right between their boots before the latch could click shut! The burst of open air hit instantly. I launched myself straight off the concrete porch, touched down on the brick courtyard walkway, and dashed right into a small garden bed. A fallen brown acorn rolled out in front of me, so I kicked it full throttle right into a bed of damp wood mulch. Outside is definitely way better.