The Whirligig Checkpoint

I squeezed out under the front door gap and marched right toward the garden soil! Tucked between two leafy green hostas was a tall wooden stick topped with a shiny rainbow pinwheel! An official spinning wind beacon! I hurried over, gripped the smooth dowel with one paw, and puffed out my cheeks. Pfffft! A tiny quiver! Then I reached up and gave the red petal a solid flick with my finger. Whirrrr! The blades whizzed into a bright, swirling circle of colors! I let out a loud, cheerful yip and gave a proud double thumbs-up. Garden station is officially running at full power!