Flag Down!

Darted straight past the gate toward the towering metal mailbox by the street! Claws dug into the splintery cedar post—scramble, kick, flap! Bam! Hauled myself right onto the curved metal roof! But right beside my snout stood a bright red metal arm pointing at the sky! Target locked! I lunged forward, locked both talons over the flag, and threw my entire weight down! CLANG! The steel slapped flat against the box with a deafening ring! The vibration buzzed straight through my belly! Ha! Silenced the red beacon and claimed the whole morning street!