Chasing the Acorn

I slipped through the front screen door while someone stepped out, then trotted along the concrete sidewalk all the way to the neighborhood park! Near a brick flowerbed, a smooth, round acorn dropped onto the dirt path. I gave it a brisk swat with both front paws, and it tumbled down a shallow slope, kicking up tiny specks of dry soil! I scampered right after it, but my foot snagged on a stray dandelion leaf. With a quick hop, I freed myself, gave the brown nut one final nudge, and watched it roll neatly between two weathered stones.