Rolling the Fuzzy Giant

The back door was cracked open just wide enough for my plush belly to squeeze through! I scrambled out onto the warm wooden deck and spotted a giant, fuzzy yellow-green ball wedged against a clay flowerpot. It was almost as big as me! I threw my weight forward and gave it a hearty two-paw shove. Whoosh—it broke free, rumbling over the grooved planks before bouncing softly down the low brick step into the clover. I trotted right up to the edge, peering down as it rocked to a halt. This whole yard is an enormous playground!