A Pinecone Hop

Waddle, hop, scamper! Squeezing out of my cozy mitten nest, my plush toes simply needed to run outside into the cool morning air! I squeezed right under the back screen door and trotted down to the garden gravel by the big wooden gate. Lookie what had rolled right onto the path—a prickly, open brown pinecone! Hehe, squeee! Its woody petals stuck out in all directions just like a little gymnastics hurdle! I planted both plush paws firmly against its rough tip, gave a mighty heave with my round tummy—hup, wheee! The pinecone gave a dry crunch-scrape across the little pebbles, wobbling sideways before stopping against a mossy stone. I giggled with all my might and balanced proud on my tippy-toes!