Hose Coaster

That thick green garden hose coiled across the warm bricks looked just like a banked racetrack! Why stay on flat ground when there is a curve to conquer? I got a rolling start, threw my weight forward, and zoomed right onto the rubber ridge! Whoosh! Did the hose stay firm? Not even a little! The rubber squished and began rolling outward, ready to dump me sideways into the mulch. A frantic wiggle, a quick tuck of my round belly, and clunk—my snout wedged squarely inside the brass nozzle loop! The skidding stopped instantly, leaving me perched like a trophy. Heh, nailed the landing!