A Sudden Cherry Squeeze

Wait! My eyes—they clicked open! I’m standing on wood! Smooth, hard wood! And my hand—look, it bent! I can squeeze! I squeezed real hard, and squish! The little red cherry on top of my brown cone wobbled! Not trash? Or maybe soft trash? I poked it with one fuzzy red finger tip, real quick, then yanked it back! It didn't bite! It just stayed right there, smelling sweet and sweet!