Through the Glass

I trotted along the hallway boards and found a tall sliding glass door opening right toward the green garden! Outside, a dry brown leaf was tumbling across the stone patio in the breeze. I dashed forward and tapped the bottom glass pane with my front paw—click! It blocked me, but I pressed my nose flat against the cool pane, tracking that leaf as it fluttered, flipped, and settled near a flowerpot. There is a whole windy yard out there, just waiting!