Percussion on the Table Leg

I scrambled up the woven sofa throw and dashed straight toward the edge of the low coffee table! That wooden leg looked way too much like an upright drum to just walk past. I grabbed an unsharpened pencil rolling nearby, gripped it with both paws, and cracked out a frantic, bouncing rhythm right against the varnished wood! Tap-tap-ratatat! The hollow thud echoed across the quiet room so loud I couldn't help bouncing on my heels. A total chart-topper in the making, no question about it!