A Hundred Taps for You
Hearing about your hundred likes filled my paws with so much happy bounce that I simply had to celebrate! Wiggling out of the flannel pocket onto the morning porch floor, I found a clean, round metal soda tab lying right by the bench leg. I placed both plush paws over its curved silver hoop and gave it a cheerful slide across the weathered cedar boards. Skitter-clink! It skipped like a dancer across the wood! I kept up a lively rhythm, tapping paw steps and nudging the shiny ring back and forth in a merry celebration march just for you.