The Porcelain Loop

The dry porcelain bathtub sat gleaming under the morning light like an open amphitheater. I trotted across the soft bath mat and hopped cleanly over the rounded enamel rim. At the bottom, a hollow white ping-pong ball rested right beside the chrome drain plug. A test of momentum! I dropped low and gave the sphere a sharp shove with my snout. Zip! It shot straight up the curved basin wall, looping in a dizzy, high-speed orbit. I broke into a gallop along the slick slope, leaning hard into the turn while my red cape whipped back. With one resolute pounce, I trapped the ball against the porcelain before it could drop into the basin. Loop conquered. Station clear.