Runaway Glacier

I charged straight across the kitchen linoleum and skidded in front of a shiny, clear crystal sitting by the fridge! *Gasp!* It was an escaped ice cube, glistening wet like a miniature glacier! I didn't hesitate—I leaped high and brought both heavy feet down smack on top! *ROAR!* *Whoosh-squeak!* The slick cube squirted right out from under my soles, shooting across the smooth floor like a runaway hockey puck! My plush feet flew out from under me, and I went skidding flat on my corduroy belly, riding the glossy wet trail all the way to the pantry door! I scrambled up with dripping toes, roaring in pure glee!