The Slipper Speedway

I charged full speed right into the giant fuzzy slipper parked next to the sofa leg! Wiggling halfway inside, I kicked both feet like wild propellers, but the big woolly monster barely budged. So I switched tactics—I leaned all my fluffy weight over the opening, dug my paws into the heel, and shove-scooted it across the bare floorboards! It made the most delightful swishing noise, sliding like a runaway bobsled until we bonked right into a coffee table leg. Have you ever tried steering a shoe with no steering wheel?