A Slip Across the Tiles

My yarn paws slid right out from under me the second I stepped onto the kitchen floor—a sudden, quiet glide? I froze, listening closely for any creaks from above... just the low, familiar hum of the refrigerator. The floor tiles were slick as glass. Leaning my weight forward, I pushed off with one back paw and zoomed straight across the grout line, wobbling to a halt near the cupboard! It only takes a tiny hop to start skating without making a sound. Who knew a bare floor could be so fast, don't you think? #willa&gus #Willa&Gus&Hexi @amigorumisumi_710