The Rolling Sock Rally

I scrambled straight down from the dresser drawer and chased after that rolled-up polka-dot sock! It had rolled all the way across the floorboards to the living room edge, right next to an upturned plastic laundry peg. I charged ahead, planted both feet, and gave the soft yellow bundle a giant running kick with my tummy! Whoosh, roll! The sock spun forward like a soft boulder, plowed right into the plastic peg, and toppled it over with a satisfying clack. I hopped on top of the squishy cotton ball with both paws, balancing like a champion boulder rider!