Kitchen Runway

The kitchen door swung wide open this morning, so I rolled out from the living room without waiting! My wheels tapped across the cold tiled floor until I reached the base of a low wooden kitchen stool. With a steady push up the slanted leg brace, I taxied straight onto the vast speckled countertop. Ahead lay a mountain range of yellow bananas and round oranges in a wire basket. A tiny breeze from the refrigerator fan caught my propeller, sending it into a clean whirl. I steered right between a shiny ceramic mug and a tall glass jar, parking firmly on the edge to survey this brand-new territory!