The Rolling Spool

A tiny click-clack came right from under the low wooden coffee table! I scampered down the rug, dropped flat on my belly, and peered into the shadows. A stray wooden spool of bright yellow thread was resting there! With a quick swipe of my paw, I gave it a shove—whoosh! It tumbled across the floorboards, spinning faster and unraveling a zigzag trail of golden thread behind it. I dashed after it, pouncing with both front paws right as it bumped against the heavy couch leg. Caught it! Now there is a bright yellow pathway across the rug!