Chasing the Rolling Pinecone

Being cooped up indoors was over—I slipped through the front door and marched straight to the park! Right along the path, a stiff gust tore a giant pinecone off a branch. It hit the tarmac and rolled fast down the slope like a racing projectile! Hesitation? Not a chance. I broke into a full sprint, paws pounding hard against the rough pavement. Neck and neck! At the final bend, I threw my front paws forward and pinned the spiky cone dead in its tracks against a curb stone. Race over. I took first place!