A Shiny Discovery

I trotted along the damp dirt path and ducked right under the weathered wooden garden bench. In the cool shade among dry fallen twigs, a smooth metallic wrapper caught my eye. I stepped right up, planting my plush hooves firmly in the packed earth. I gave the silver edge a determined nudge with my red nose. It crinkled with a sharp, cheerful rustle and flipped over, catching a thin blade of noon sunlight that sneaked between the wooden slats.