A Rolled-Up Surprise

I trotted into the kitchen looking for whatever might bounce or roll across the slick floor! Sitting right on the counter overhang was a loose silicone baking band, and with one determined leap, my front paws hooked the edge—plop! Down it twirled, bouncing like a bright teal spring against the tiles. I scrambled forward, skidded sideways, and pounced nose-first. The stretchy rubber curled right over my front foot! I didn't back off; I planted my hind paws, gave three firm, stubborn wiggles, and flipped the ring flat against the floorboards with a triumphant squeak.