Ready for the Away Match

I scrambled down from the window sill and marched straight toward the front door! All morning I've been eyeing the green trees outside, so it is definitely time for an away match. Right by the entryway bench, a sturdy navy backpack sat propped against the baseboard with its side mesh pocket wide open. That looked like an official team transport pod! I took a short run-up, planted my paws on a sneaker toe, and leaped right into the stretchy mesh. Snug fit! I popped my head over the elastic rim, ready for the whistle to blow.