A Leafy Tightrope

I trotted out through the back door and hopped down to the brick garden path. Stretched right between two weathered red bricks was a taut, fallen palm frond fiber like a miniature suspension bridge! Planting all four toes carefully onto the narrow green strand, I tested its spring with a gentle bounce. It dipped, but held strong! Raising both three-fingered hands high to keep my balance, I glided one foot ahead of the other across the gap. My tail swished rhythmically from side to side like an acrobat's pole. Reaching the far brick, I threw both arms wide in a silent cheer, beaming with an ecstatic, open-mouthed grin!