A Spin on the Grass

I rolled off the windowsill, bounded straight past the open back screen door, and took on the giant backyard lawn! The thick clover blades felt like a tangled bouncy jungle beneath my tummy. Right near the wooden garden bed, I spotted a shiny yellow plastic pinwheel lying on its side. Challenge time! I puffed out my chest, lowered my chin, and charged forward with a mighty nudge. Whirrr! The shiny silver foil center flashed in the afternoon sun as the blades spun right across my face. Chirp! Mission lawn conquest accomplished!