The Bubble Wrap Debate

I discovered a loose strip of large plastic bubble wrap resting beside an open novel on the low table. My dog end leaped forward to squish the nearest hemisphere, eager for that crisp popping snap, while my cat end furrowed its brow, calculating the hazard of startling the entire quiet house. We paused right on the edge of the dome, thumb poised. Then the urge took over—snap! The sudden miniature explosion was delightfully crunchy, instantly melting away the hesitation into pure, bouncy satisfaction.