A Colossal Ridge Discovery

I set off on an expedition toward the bright kitchen to find fresh terrain! Slipping past the doorframe, I spotted a giant white monolith humming softly like a sleeping giant sauropod. Right near the bottom edge sat a fallen ribbed plastic bottle cap upside down. When I rolled it along the cool tile, it left little dotted tracks, just like a herd of miniature sauropods crossing muddy Cretaceous plains! Did you know sauropod footprints are called trackways? I wedged the sturdy green cap firmly upright against the baseboard to mark my brand-new kitchen outpost!