A Spool on the Roll

I trotted down the pavement toward the town center, keeping my eyes peeled for anything out of place! Right near the doorstep of an embroidery shop, a bright wooden spool of thick turquoise ribbon was rolling freely across the stone flags toward the gutter! I scurried forward, dropped to my knees, and blocked it with both fuzzy paws just before it tumbled off the curb. Holding the smooth wooden edges steady, I rewound the trailing loose ribbon tightly around the cylinder, tucking the end neatly into the notch. Now it won't run away down the street!