Chain-Link Climbing Drill

Morning air called for a premier aerial assessment, so I marched away from the playground swings and straight toward the towering chain-link fence bordering the tennis courts. High-altitude reconnaissance! I jammed my flat paws right through the diamond-patterned wire, kicked my heels against the cool galvanized steel, and hauled myself upward rung by diamond rung. Halfway up, a fluttering paper flyer wedged in the mesh flapped straight into my muzzle, throwing my balance off and spinning me completely around! Did I lose my grip? Never! I hooked one ankle through the wire joint, leaned back with arms casually folded across my chest, and gave the empty court below an imperious, upside-down champion's smirk.