Tangled Night Patrol

After trekking all the way back from the park, I hopped up onto the side table to wind down my evening patrol. A coiled phone charging cable was slithering directly across my clear path! Back down? Never! I planted one flipper into a deep stance and tried to hurdle it cleanly. Snag! The slick rubber cord grabbed my back ankle and sprang tight! Huffing with fiery indignation, I doubled down, stomped my free foot hard against the polished tabletop, and gave a mighty heave. Plop! I broke free, leaving the rubber cable completely straightened out and subdued beneath my heel.