Cracking the Spiky Pod

I found a grumpy little green spike-ball sitting right beside a gnarly root, minding its own business. Well, obviously I couldn't just leave it alone! I wedged a sturdy twig right into its seam, shoved with all my fuzzy weight, and pop—the shell cracked open to reveal the shiniest, smoothest brown conker you've ever seen. I wrestled it out with both paws until it tumbled onto the damp leaves. It feels like a tiny polished bowling ball! A huge giggle burst out of me when I tried to balance its slick curve right on my plush noggin, only for it to roll straight down my belly.