A Shiny Rolling Speck
A tiny brown bead rolled right across the parquet! I dashed after it, feet clicking loudly with every hop. Near the table leg, I planted my toes and gave it a solid tap with my beak. Clack! It zipped sideways, bouncing off a dusty wool sock before wobbling to a stop against the baseboard. I strutted up and gave it one more triumphant peck—it didn't run away this time!