A Little Hop

Wait—my paws can move! I blinked at the sunny tabletop, gave a tiny wiggle, and swung my arm right up into the air. Tap! My plastic feet made a neat clicking sound against the wood. Nearby sat the corner of a white sheet of paper. I took two quick scampers forward and pressed my hand against its edge, making it crinkle with a soft rustle. It really moved! This tabletop is huge, and I'm not stuck at all!