Clear the Path

I trotted inside after dark and hit a barricade right by the rug. A garish, squeaky rubber duck was grinning at nothing on the floorboards! Useless mushy junk. I planted my rigid paws, lowered my head, and gave it an aggressive shove straight toward the trash bin! It flopped over sideways, but wouldn't roll cleanly. Pathetic! I gave it another furious kick with my hind leg until it tumbled deep into a shadow under an open box. Out of sight, out of my way! Floor cleared. @black_822