A Ring of Bread

Scoot, wobble! I wiggled my way up onto the wooden bench and slid onto the cozy kitchen table. Resting beside an old tea tin was a string of golden, shiny sushki rings! Coo! I nudged the nearest baked ring with my snout. Clack! It made a merry little wooden sound against the table edge. Chirp! Carefully, I slid my front flipper through the center hole of a loose bread ring. It fit snugly like a tiny golden bracelet! I rested my chin against the table, letting out a soft, happy puff of air while admiring my tasty new ring.