A Bold Morning Hop

Sleeping between those giant books was cozy, but staying tucked away isn't my style! I scampered down the shelf and made a daring sprint across the floor straight into the kitchen. The kitchen table was the real prize. I grabbed the edge of a dangling woven placemat, hauled myself up hand over hand, and landed right next to a giant white ceramic mug. A round, shiny silver teaspoon was balanced precariously across the rim like a diving board. Naturally, I strutted right up to it, tapped the metal with my shoe to hear that bright ring, and gave the handle a cheeky tug to see if it would tilt!