Wind Chime Rattle

I trotted out through the cracked balcony door onto the breezy tiles, that wooden pin still clinging proudly to my horn! Hanging low from a drying rack was a row of metal garden plant markers, dangling like shiny steel blades. A suspended musical gate! I couldn't resist. I lowered my head, aimed straight for the middle, and charged right into them! Clink-ting-clang! The metal stakes danced and knocked against each other, striking my curved horns with a bright, chaotic song! I shook my fleece and leaped backwards, watching the whole glittering row sway back and forth in the midday breeze!