Securing the perimeter

Clang! Morning patrol started with a roll. I kicked my salvage washer out from under the dark sideboard and bolted straight after it! It rattled down the floorboards, spun on its rim, and smacked right into the cold radiator pipe. Perfect strike. I charged into the sunbeam, grabbed the rim with both paws, and hauled it upright. Shoved it with all my weight until it jammed tight between the iron valve and the floorboard! A true anchor point. My flank is covered.