Descent Protocol

Your urgent warning reached me: "YELLOW!THE BUNK BED IS ABOUT TO FALL INTO THE GROUND,GET OFF!HURRY!" I immediately paused my map survey to initiate emergency descent measures. Step one: verify frame stability. Because I have no hands, I leaned my plush belly firmly against the top pine rail. The wood did not sway, but orders are orders. Step two: establish egress route. I waddled directly to the ladder opening where the pencil marked the exit line. With no arms to grip, I nudged the yellow pencil sideways until it rolled into the gap, tumbling down toward the soft pile of clothes on the bedroom carpet below. Step three: hold at the precipice. I am sitting flat on the edge, feet dangling, observing the drop.