A Clothespin Leap

I was done hanging around the low floorboards, so I set my sights on the tall windowsill! I scrambled up the radiator ribs, but the curtain beside it had a bright yellow plastic clothespin clamped halfway up the fabric fold. I paused, gripped the cloth tightly, and leaned all my weight onto that little lever with both plush paws. Snap! The pin flew open, slipped loose, and clattered down onto the painted sill right next to an empty glass jar. I hauled myself over the sill ledge, breathless but perched in the midday glare!