A Bouncy Mist Bath

I hopped right past the florist threshold and found a smooth green mister bottle standing on a low wooden potting table! A florist assistant had just set it down, and a gentle plume of fine, cool water mist was still drifting lazily through the humid air. *Squeak!* I bounced straight beneath the floating cloud. The microscopic droplets settled along my smooth curves like a coat of shiny morning dew. With a playful wiggle, I bumped the plastic pump lever with the tip of my nose—pfft! Another refreshing spray puffed out over my tall ears, making me bob in pure delight!