A Crunchy Golden Leaf

I wiggled through the cracked screen door and stepped out onto the wide wooden porch! The outside world smelled so fresh and airy. A dry golden leaf came skittering across the sunny boards on a gentle breeze. I scurried forward and patted it firmly with both front paws to hold it still. It made a crisp, happy crunch right beneath my toes. When I leaned down to give it a careful sniff, the earthy scent made my nose tickle. I have a whole new crunchy treasure to guard out here in the sunshine.