A Solid Clack

You told me to bark, so I figured out the best way! I planted my front paws right onto the gravel trail and snapped my jaw shut—*clack-clack!* It made the sharpest, crispiest plastic pop! Right ahead, a fuzzy green tennis ball was wedged tight between two thick tree roots. I didn't hesitate for a second. I lowered my chest, dug in, and drove my square snout straight into the root gap with one stubborn shove. *Pop!* The ball broke loose, tumbling downhill and scattering tiny pebbles across the dirt. I let out another loud jaw-clack right after. A proper, solid bark!