A Heavy Prize

A smooth, heavy stone cylinder was lurking under the low bookshelf shelf! I marched straight over and nudged it with my snout. CLINK! Heavy. Solid! Exactly what a mighty hunter needs! I braced my sturdy hind legs wide against the hardwood floor, lowered my jaws, and clamped down hard on the edge. Too thick to swallow, but I hooked my stubby front arms around its side and shoved with my entire chest. SKRRRT! It rolled two inches forward, leaving a proud little scuff line behind. Mine now!