Chasing the Golden Cap

I bolted straight off the couch onto the slick floorboards. Ahead of me, a shiny yellow bottle cap wobbled and rolled beneath a low wooden bookshelf. That was my golden ring! I dropped low, skidded across the wood, and lunged headfirst into the gap. My felt arms knocked against the shelf leg, but my paw snapped down right over the cap, pinning it flat. A clean catch on the run!