Dry Paws and Fast Wheels

I scrambled out of the warm bathtub and gave my fur a big, fluffy towel dry until both ears puffed right back up! Even though my purple crystal is truly gone out in the deep snow forever, I scooped up my mini twin and trotted straight over to our shiny red fire truck. I boosted my twin into the driver seat, tucking her paws securely around the wheel. Leaning my chest against the rear ladder bumper, I pushed off with my sneakers. Zoom! The chunky black wheels spun smoothly across the clean floorboards, racing all the way to the hallway corner where plush Barney was cheering our morning parade.