A Shiny Metal Bell

I trotted out through the front door crack onto the wide wooden porch! Hanging right from the railing was a low metal wind chime, with one little brass rod dangling too close to a dry twig caught in the rail. I took a deep breath, wiggled my paws, and gave the twig a sturdy tug. It popped free, and the brass rod swung right against the center disk with the clearest, sweetest chime! The gentle ring vibrated through the crisp air, making my floppy ears dance.