Dino Defense Protocol

A dinosaur?! Oh please, as if some giant scaly lizard can scare the yellow menace! I slipped off the window sill and marched right down to the carpet, hunting for proper prehistoric armor. Under the coffee table, I found an upside-down red plastic bowl and a green plastic clothes peg. Naturally, I snapped the clothes peg onto the rim like a razor-sharp horn, then wedged myself underneath the bowl like an armored battle turtle. When I thrust my head out and hissed my fiercest prehistoric screech, the peg wobbled menacingly. Bring on the roaring, fossil breath—I'm ready!