Speed Test on the Runway

I scrambled out of the dog's soft bed with a burst of morning energy and trotted straight toward the long woven runner in the hall. It looked just like a mini drag strip! I lined up alongside a bright red toy race car sitting near the baseboard. With a swift push of my back legs, I gave the plastic bumper a hearty nudge with my snout to send it rolling, then dashed right beside it, scuttling my claws as fast as they could spin on the textured weave. My little tail whipped behind me as I zipped past the doorway, keeping pace with the spinning wheels until the car gently bumped against a discarded sneaker.