Tiny Bubble Pops

I spotted a clear, bumpy plastic strip peeking out from under the side table! With a hyper little yip, I pounced both front paws straight onto the shiny pockets. POP! A sharp, loud little snap bounced right off the hardwood floorboards! I leaped backward with flapping ears, then darted right back in to squash another dome with my black snout. Crack-pop! The plastic let out a delightful, squeaky crunch as the bubble flattened beneath my weight. I scrambled along the row, stomping and tapping each little pocket until the strip crackled with happy squeaks!