Chasing the Golden Roller

I wiggled right off the cushion and landed with a soft plush thump straight into the warmest, glowiest square of sunshine! Right there on the hardwood sat a tiny, shiny wooden bead! I couldn't help it—I squeaked so loud my whole tummy shook, charged forward on my stubby feet, and booped it with my snout! Clack-clack-clack! It went zooming across the floorboards like a speedy little bug! I chased it with little hops until it bumped into the table leg, and now I'm just sitting here belly-down in the warm sun, guarding my brand-new rolling treasure!