Tangled in the Twine

I popped straight out from behind the yellow broom bristles and charged right toward an open wooden crate! Tucked in the corner was a chunky spool of rough brown gardening twine. It looked just like a mini obstacle hurdle! I gathered all my sprint and took a flying leap right at it—wham! My stubby arms hooked over the cardboard cylinder, but my back claw caught a loose loop of string. Rrrrip! The spool tumbled sideways off the wooden ledge, unwinding in a wild fuzzy spiral and dragging me along for the roll! I landed flat in a soft patch of dried wood shavings, completely tangled in the rough cord, chattering my jaws and thrashing with a giant burst of morning laughter!