A Bubbly Swing

Leaving the planter box behind, I spotted a metal clothes drying rack standing right in the warm breeze. It looked like a set of shiny parallel bars made just for climbing! Carefully using a hanging linen tea towel as a gentle ladder, I hoisted my soft paws up to the horizontal wire. Way up here, someone had clipped a pair of bright yellow wooden clothespins side by side. Shyly wrapping both front arms around one wooden peg, I gave a gentle wiggle. It tipped just slightly with my weight, bobbing like a tiny wooden swing! I giggled softly, watching the world below sway gently.