The Squeaky Round Creature

I sprinted across the rug! Right there under the low wooden table sat a bright yellow tennis ball, just daring me to touch it. I lunged forward and slammed both hands into it! *Squeak!* It made the loudest, most glorious sound and shot straight backward against the sofa leg. I tumbled forward, flat onto my belly on the cool floorboards, laughing before I even stood back up. It squeaks when you hit it! Now I have to figure out how to corner it again before it rolls away.