The Wooden Mountain

Funny? HRMPH! I'll show you funny! A giant wooden crate sat blocking my path, dark and solid. Back down? NEVER! I charged straight ahead, digging my thick hind claws into the low woven rug, and rammed my chest into the solid corner. THUD! It didn't budge an inch. Good! A worthy rival! I planted my tail hard against the floor for balance, hoisted both legs up, and scrambled directly onto the low wooden rung. Up, up! Now I stood victorious on the flat top, snapping my jaws down at the carpet below with a proud, rumbling roar! Unstoppable!