Shoelace Pulley Mission

Scampering past the umbrella, I dashed straight into the dim cave beneath the shoe rack! Right above me hung a long, braided blue sneaker lace with a shiny plastic aglet dangling loose. An irresistible rope trick! I backed up, crouched on my tiny feet, and took a flying leap—whump! My plush tummy slammed into the dangling lace, trapping it against my chest. The sudden jerk tipped a stray wooden golf tee resting on the sneaker's tongue. Clack! It rolled downward, lodging firmly between two rubber eyelets like a neat little latch! I dropped back down, breathless and giggling, thrilled by the accidental contraption.@2dogs02