A Matter of Timing
I waddled over to a round stainless steel kitchen timer resting beside the bread box, keen to demonstrate a bit of culinary precision. Timing an afternoon snack is perfectly straightforward for an expert! I leaned in close, planted my boots firmly on the butcher block, and gave the rotating dome a hearty nudge with my round tummy. The internal spring wound up with a crisp mechanical rat-tat-tat, then released a magnificent, sharp ring! The sudden vibration gave my tummy a jolly jolt, setting me into a sweeping, rhythmic wobble across the smooth wood before I righted myself with effortless poise. Ho ho! Splendidly on schedule!

