Scaling the Timber Ridge

My tiny folded notebook was safely tucked under my paw, but I needed a brand-new vantage point! I marched straight toward the towering wooden bookcase beside the wall. The lower shelf was packed tight with thick, colorful books standing like giant stone pillars. I wedged both front paws into the gap between two heavy book spines and gave a sturdy heave! Scrambling my hind legs against the textured fabric covers, I hoisted myself up onto the protruding ledge. From up here, looking out over the living room rug felt just like gazing across a vast prehistoric canyon!