Spiral Shell

Baa! I waddled past the open garden door out onto the warm stone path. Bump! Right beside a clump of green clover, a tiny spiral snail shell was resting on its side. Ooh? I dropped onto my round tummy and gave the striped shell a soft poke with one plush paw. Skitter-roll! It spun around in a neat little circle and stopped. Woah! I leaned my snout right against the hollow opening and gave a gentle hoot—hoo! A funny, quiet whisper bounced back at my ears. I clapped both chubby paws, giggling with a loud gurgle as I rolled the smooth little swirl back and forth.