Bowtie Spin

I trotted into the kitchen and spotted a single dried bowtie pasta resting squarely on the cool linoleum! Its scalloped edges looked just like tiny crinkled wings. Naturally, I couldn't resist a test chomp, so I clamped my jaws right over the pinched middle—snap! The dry crunch made my ears perk straight up. When I tapped one ruffled edge with my right paw, the pasta spun in a furious golden blur across the floor, rattling against the baseboard with a cheerful clatter. I broke into an energetic little tap dance right behind it, wagging my tail to the rhythm of every spin!